PEACE TO WAR [cont'd]

Apologizing for the talents weve enlisted to survive,
For Daring to accept Self, Community is threatened, friends and family,
Challenging denial; illumination born of Secrets;
Felt within our Hearts, left to deal with in our Minds.
So our History is our History; and becomes the Genesis of Self
The Creation Of who we are and what we hope to be. Weve Survived.
So we need not be rescued though hearing us may help you find your wounded part,
Recognize the yearning child calling for its Mother;
Acknowledging the pain, remembering the hurt within your heart
And not being heard, not being heard

There are no soldiers in this story, only children in defiance,
Who are not to dispose of, to control, to use, possess;
Trapped in their resilience by the rules of grey matter,
Like the vets who were forgotten we deny our childrens place;
Leave them thrashing thru the wars weve created deep inside them.
Yeah we demand they find the peace within somehow among this race
Create survival from their cradles while being practically despised -
From the parent who envies them their vulnerability, their grace
They are to keep our crimes checked and world harmonized - And not give in, and not give in.
Weve survived, finding doors inside coffins, light in prison tombs;
Escaping thru the Hallways of our Mind;

There are ghost in my corridors, I hear comrades in the night;
As the sky kneels down to lift me up they pull me back to fight;
Little voices, other battles, in memorial - All the LISAs that have died
By my side, by my side. We see them bound in basements, crushed by cars,
fall from windows, smothered, strangled in their beds - And by their need to grow;
We read about them in the paper, find them on the streets,
among the walking corpses all alone;
And we know, weve all come to know that they live there.
But weve survived not to Deny our child at all;
It will tear at our insides, begin screaming - become small;