Lizards

What we are

We run a race everyday; winning what?
Look out the window of a speeding car; feeling nought
We are blind in love, deaf in anger, dumb in awe
We trust; send smoke signals in the season of mists
In the end, all we are is
Lizards in the rain

We talk through wires and waves and mechanical slaves
We do not cherish life any more; we create it
Trust the sandman no more; all we need is amytal
Look for answers no more; worshiping a god digital
Does this not make us seem like
Lizards on top of a train

We believe in a god and fight in the name
Never for a moment thinking of understanding the game
We behave like monkeys fresh off the tree
Never realising that they are the ones truly free
After all, are we not all
Lizards with peanuts for brains

Reviews

[Ms. Gruye]

I really enjoy the contrast you've got going here between the innocent rhyming scheme and the larger more adult counter point of the lizard brain.

viva la

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. hahahahahahaha! ... welcome to the cafe ... is an absolute honour to read your sublime words ... i'm a little confused though ... am i monkey or a lizard ... or a bit of both? ... just kidding ... this is powerful ... awesome read ... :) ...