Consequence

Caring about someone
Is more than just
Being affectionate

It's setting them free
And if they'd prefer slavery
Can you be sure
They are in the honesty?

Tired of slavery
If you cling to each other
The age of quarrels
I was scared of the reaper
I admit
Because of the quarrels
Of my past
It is said
To die with your accounts in order
Is to be free
And to live nobly
We cannot leave our brothers
In our debt
Forgiven
We move on
Another vehicle
For the future

Our taste
Our grace
There's a lot more
Beauty in the world
With an open heart

It seems like you were wronged
So we repeat the cycle
Leading to our defeat
A cycle of longing
A cycle of hate

But then again
You must express yourself
Or you die
Lost in the cold
Of what was set aside
For you
By god

And when everything goes wrong
Know that you have the strength
To succumb to the virtue
Of nonviolence
A righteousness
Betrayed in every hamburger
Every chicken salad
You eat for your health
Not knowing
Your consuming
Ignorance
And hate
Gluttony
A vice
All vice is payed for
With suffering
As the ignorance
Bites your form
And your self
Wonders why

Listen to the thousand of years
Before you
Those who didn't
Became another form
Of bloodshed

Perhaps you can run
From the reaper
Into another life
Of fantasy
Where things just happen
And you aren't burdened
Or liberated
With consequence

A fantasy of childhood
Where what makes sense to you
Is fine
And that is all
You see

You see
It's a fantasy