The Source: Subliminal Verse #2

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Subliminal Verse #2

“Our GenerationThe Content”

Knowing when tunnels turn to bridges
Knowing when sand is to become diamond
Knowing when dark burns brighter, black seems whiter, and the bastard son of an irrelevant heritage turns into a fighter

Lemons into lemonade, the old cliché
I’m bitter; lemons are no more than an excuse anyway

Do what you can with what you have
Pitiful lessons you cling to

While you’re lying cross legged counting your blessings remember that chance is insignificant and hope is for cowards. Choice lies neither with your landscape, nor possessions, nor with your pathetic upbringings. Decisions rest only with ambition that is inherent not in your birth, but decried by self-determination and a refusal to retreat while the sweat of tear gas drips down your lungs and lead fills your veins.

So sure, make lemonade of lemons
While a real saint of achievement ditched the citrus altogether and found sweet apples lay just ahead of life’s obstacles

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