Slumber

We forget more than we remember
 Make up more stories to stay in our slumber, we
 Startle less, focused on our own stress
 Surrounded by the dead, pictures and words we read
 Sharing the tragedy, responding, self-righteous bantering
 Self-educating and self-proclaimed caring
 Outspoken, we blame them, they're broken, the system
 We know and we claim to be woken
 Tucked in so safely in our own beds
 As if we did our best
 Still they cry, under they
 As if we did our best, under we
 As if we did our best, all that we could
 How could this happen?
 Find excuse to ignore one's rights
 Speak the truth with the fear to die
 Ruffle the feathers and hope for good weather
 Storms come with pressure
 See the wind blow around the eyes
 Listen to the sound when doves cry
 Thinking we've changed as we
 Echo songs stolen again
 We forget more than we remember we
 Make up more stories pulled out of the sleeves
 Of books that were written, white mans' history
 Focused on our own stress
 Convinced we did all that we could
 Olly olly olly oxen free
 Molotov cocktail on me!
 Olly olly olly oxen free
 Molotov cocktail on me!