A silenced voice is as useful
as a lead balloon
heavy on the heart
like heaven it weighs a ton
to those who believe in absolution
To absolve, to absorb
the expansion of lungs
burst the eardrums of a god that's listening
higher in pitch than a human can hear
reminds you of times the devil is near
Lunar dust shredding
the windows of pain
the pain in the glass
has made me insane
Absolute power and absolute truth
what a splendid point of view
such a rare and powerful ideal
inflate my chest
like a bullet of hot air
injected into freight trains
and a distant stare
Chasing the horizon
a fine line between now and eternity
somewhere left of center
is where corruption will corrode
best to focus on the target
so as not to explode
I'm a walking bulls eye
blazing like the sun
against a blackened out night
somewhere among the hype
is a beautiful sea
waits with open arms
when absolute power
corrupts absolutely.
-Kelly Greenwood
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