Monday, January 19, 2009

Tenth Grade Drama and the Indian Independence Movement

"There are many causes that I am prepared to die for
but no causes that I am prepared to kill for."
-Ghandi




Vengeance is not a winding road
It’s a forest,
you get lost in it.

If you attempt it, You walk in there alone
I’ll have none of it, I won’t involve it.

You want closure, you want quick escape
But you’re playing monkey in the middle with the blame
Keep the ball in your court if its gonna end the game
You can’t instigate to alleviate the pain

I’m not the kind
Who would like to die in battle
I, on the other hand,
Believe the best endings are peaceful
We argue like its for sport
Attacking back and forth
Your last letter sent the ball in my court
Now its my turn to fight back with more

You want closure, you want quick escape
But you’re playing monkey in the middle with the blame
Keep the ball in your court if its gonna end the game
You can’t instigate to alleviate the pain

But then I remember my objective
Is to end this, so I have two options
I could throw it back
Continue this another day
Or keep the ball, and
Befriend it like in Castaway

I’d rather learn to love this hand-sewn ball
of pain and guilt you’ve tossed
Then learn to love the monster I’d have made
if God forbid you ever lost-

-Your temper, which is long gone
Your mind, which was never screwed in right
Your morals, Your principles, Your love and hope
You are but an empty can to kick down the street as I pass and yet:

I want closure, I want quick escape
But I’m playing monkey in the middle with the blame
Keep the ball in your court if its gonna end the game
You can’t instigate to alleviate the pain
Eye for an eye
You can’t instigate to alleviate the pain
Makes the world blind
You can’t instigate to alleviate the pain
Eye for an eye

Your temper is one thing you can’t rid of
By losing it
By taking it out on…

And, My pride is one thing that cannot die
Unlike my body
Unlike my life…

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