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Giants by Garathe Den (HeartOfBabel.com)
Giants by Garathe Den
I walk these streets
Surrounded by Goliaths
Flaunting and taunting
All haunted with violence
What is my purpose
When I refuse to compliance
For I won't be a slave
To the grave or the tyrant
I walk these streets
Shadows cast in superstition
Got a lamp to light my feet
From the footfalls of religion
I may be less discrete
As I repeat this one decision
But I will not conform to man
And his era of division
Every system and institution
Houses seeds of corruption
Congregations knowing nothing
Except the praise of destruction
And I have come to the crossroads
And now must choose my next junction
Do I remain within the system
Or do I seek its disruption
I seek its destruction
No part left to survival
No person regarded
In praise, but reviled
For the systems have wronged us
Always keep us on trial
Caught in fear and perdition
But I am ending this cycle
Forgive my lack of condolence
For my coming offenses
You cult of servitude
Absently void of all senses
No heart no compassion
Caught in a State of defenses
So closed off to the world
And blind through your lenses
Factions parading
Through these streets in protest
Religions in battle
To try to prove who knows best
More segregation
More forms of duress
Coercion and violence
And fraud and theft
Passing these giants
All huddled together
Gangs of belief
That believe they're a treasure
With nothing to offer
And nothing to measure
Except grunts and complaints
And the absence of pleasure
I've no regret
Stepping out on these streets
Outside of the boxes
Outside of deceits
While glances grotesque
Condemn and critique
And cringe at a man
Who just wants to have peace
I walk these streets
Surrounded by Goliaths
Flaunting and taunting
All haunted with violence
What is my purpose
When I refuse to compliance
For I won't be a slave
To the grave or the tyrant
I walk these streets
Shadows cast in superstition
Got a lamp to light my feet
From the footfalls of religion
I may be less discrete
As I repeat this one decision
But I will not conform to man
And his era of division
Every system and institution
Houses seeds of corruption
Congregations knowing nothing
Except the praise of destruction
And I have come to the crossroads
And now must choose my next junction
Do I remain within the system
Or do I seek its disruption
I seek its destruction
No part left to survival
No person regarded
In praise, but reviled
For the systems have wronged us
Always keep us on trial
Caught in fear and perdition
But I am ending this cycle
Forgive my lack of condolence
For my coming offenses
You cult of servitude
Absently void of all senses
No heart no compassion
Caught in a State of defenses
So closed off to the world
And blind through your lenses
Factions parading
Through these streets in protest
Religions in battle
To try to prove who knows best
More segregation
More forms of duress
Coercion and violence
And fraud and theft
Passing these giants
All huddled together
Gangs of belief
That believe they're a treasure
With nothing to offer
And nothing to measure
Except grunts and complaints
And the absence of pleasure
I've no regret
Stepping out on these streets
Outside of the boxes
Outside of deceits
While glances grotesque
Condemn and critique
And cringe at a man
Who just wants to have peace
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Housed the Set by Garathe Den
It’s quite clear, Salvation is a mystery
A way of life and love easy to confess
Find comfort, redemption and victory
Restoration out of all of your regrets
His cross, the action, its imagery
There is no surprise in I just feeling blessed
For out of everything that I have held in infamy
Christ, himself, came and chose to house the set
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There is one question I have
What is truth and what is wisdom
When the mind is sealed off
By religious systems
You see every institution
Creates its own prism
And if you don't see through the lens
Then you're forming schisms
You reconstruct the wisdom
You reconstruct the truth
You reconstruct your mind
To ignore all other views
You reconstruct your heart
To just hate and accuse
Then you justify your actions
And your heinous abuse
But wisdom and truth
Cannot truly exist
When your thoughts are so constricted
And you refuse to resist
When you question all others
But in yourself you insist
You create a world of evil
To which you gladly assist
See institution is religion
Indoctrination is theft
To try to force a way of life
Is to create a world in arrest
May have a multitudes' approval
But it is still a conquest
May have the crowd believing hope
That spreads oppression and distress
But you feel you must protest
You feel you must fight
You feel the vileness inside you
Rise to a whole other height
And the crowd that you have gathered
Gives you your force and your might
And you act upon your evils
Until you've crucified Christ
Until you've found a scapegoat
Until you've slain the martyr
Until wisdom and truth
Are no longer harbored
Because you never had either
All progress has grown darker
To cast shadow to the fact
That your actions lack ardor
There's no truth without love
Cannot be wise, if not humble
And without each as a foundation
Civilizations will crumble
You have risen to rumble
Leading assaults at full frontal
Another war you won't protest
More casualties of your "struggles"
You are an abscess of hatred
You lack all compassion
Forceful and violent
In a tyrant of fashions
In a world of opportunity
You reduce it to rations
Because your wisdom and your truth
Holds an allegiance to factions
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Sandcastles by Garathe Den
I got caught up into social degradation
And now I’m trying to be renewed
Got trapped within a mob of fear and hatred
A society that’s all subdued
Those who twist and writhe in self-affliction
Blaming the world for what they lose
I got caught up in the lies of patrons
But now I see them all as fools
You can march and drum and beat your phantoms
You can wage a war against the weak
You can build an army, never question
Why your paradise seems so bleak
Heed the words of your professing prophets
Believing everything they speak
You can dig a hole to make your coffin
Then crawl within and fall asleep
Open my mouth to curse your systems
Institutions and religious deeds
Cast your hope within the source of violence
And then wonder why your nation bleeds
As I’m walking through these desert lesions
The ground is cracked and void of seeds
I see eternities of ash and bloodshed
In attempt to fill your lust and greed
Still you’re calling all to call you master
Still you rule in vengeance, caught in rage
Still you’re trying to avenge disaster
As religion keeps you in this cage
You can’t quite distinguish fact from fiction
You can’t seem to step off from the stage
You can’t quite reflect the life you’re longing
Refusing now, to turn the page
Now you’re stuck within an endless rhythm
Of a static nature long decayed
In a world that leaves all life disheveled
From a Word that leaves you all afraid
It was Love that came and conquered nations
Not through a war or bodies slain
Yet it came in form and shape and kindness
A compassion sacrificed to claim
Now you strive in terror, torn asunder
As you watch the end, not faraway
Feel the grasp of your control is slipping
While your paranoia shifts and weighs
You are trying to contain a measure
If, but anything, yet to convey
You can’t bare the fact of being master
Then to have it all just striped away
You made a graveyard, what was meant for beauty
Fashioned chains and tragedy
Built a prison for the life of freedom
And let it waste within your vanity
And all the while you had watched them suffer
With no concern nor apathy
Now all your sins, like sands, too much to number
Have you fearful you’ve no amnesty
Now the tide is rising, washing over
All your sandcastles within its course
While you try to reign and raise an army
A pathetic act to show of force
There’s a nature, you can’t stand against it
For you know that it shows no remorse
And the landslide, soon to greet your envy
With the aftermath of calming shores
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God, we love to vote
Because it matters, truly
So let The Man slit your throats
To hold the ballots of duty
Making promises they'll never keep
Letting our hope fall out so cruelly
But then they speak the right words
And we're seduced back to its beauty
Hope, change
The serpent is a slogan
Enticing us to taste
A fruit that's just a poison
Constricting all around us
Silencing all commotion
We don't question anything
All just contained within devotion
And when it's time to speak
We are proficiently dogmatic
Erupting in a fervor
To endorse the fear and panic
Raising religion in our minds
Until our hearts become mechanic
Programmed to hear only the system
We've come receptacles of static
Critical thought has been abandoned
Our introspection is a phantom
We just follow without question
Each submissive in tandem
Each corrupted in our minds
Indoctrinated to ransom
That we pontificate belief
In an eternal anthem
Every generation
Becomes another aggressor
Serving violence to the world
In an unlimited measure
Every belief passed down
To form a tyrant of successors
Who cannot think a thought themselves
And turn hostile with pressure
All culturally pompous
As dependent as infants
A congregation held together
Through processes that are stringent
Throwing tantrums in an instant
At the first sight of a difference
Just to mask the very fact
The their whole being's deficient
We fill up the stadiums
And stare towards the podium
The passions in our minds
Conjure the soul of Napoleon
For the State is our faith
It forms a world that's dystopian
We see the absence of slavery
As just pure pandemonium
And that's why we vote
Because we're trained that it matters
That without coercion and violence
Our whole world would just shatter
So we increase regulation
Profess a dictum of manners
All hailing this corruption
And our enslavement to masters
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I write the lyrics
And then I memorize them
Put grown men to sleep
Cause they're like a lullaby then
And when they pass away
That's when I'm improvising
But you don't have to fear
So now, just close those little eyes then
Now all that you couldn't see
Let me just paint the pictures
I live life by the Word
Not every single scripture
You want to sail the vessel
But the priest says he's the skipper
And that's the life you follow
In all religious strictures
See the image is so clear
When you're looking from the Truth
But when we were young in faith
They said to fight nail and tooth
But as we beat ourselves down
Our eyes just couldn't see through
So we were left within the blind
With a message all aloof
We add a dash of color
And the picture becomes vivid
We see the blood of Christ
And then decide to live it
Religion says it's wrong
But we can easily dismiss it
For the contrast shows the courses
And they're the ones more livid
We're messing with their pocket books
Their profits and their greed
We're telling tales truthfully
While they're losing prophecies
The system is against us
But we're not losing any sleep
For we know who we arose with
And we know how strong's the Seed
You get a little detail
Then the picture nears complete
You see the marks He bore
The nails in hands and feet
Now you want to understand it
You need simply take a seat
For in heaven there's no time to work
No strongholds to defeat
Now it's time that you awaken
Let this Truth rule supreme
You thought you lost your way
But the Way's the Light, the Beam
Let It guide you out of darkness
He was created to redeem
Now that your life is picture perfect
See it's no longer just a dream
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The Pumpkin is a sobering tale of the life of a Pumpkin during the October season. Commonly associated with Thanksgiving in the USA, a time for families to gather together and be thankful for who and what they have, turns into a complete nightmare through the eyes of an unlucky Pumpkin. Read by the author Garathe Den of Heart of Babel Poetry.
Visit HeartOfBabel.com for more writings.
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Try to think beyond
What you have been programmed
Question everything
Let your paradigms be broken
Life is really short
May as well live awoken
Contemplate it all
And your mind's bound to be opened
We live in an illusion
All so tightly fabricated
Religion of a State
Of a faith, of fear and hatred
Congregation controlled
Corporately manipulated
For thousands of years
And our minds are still sedated
Oh say can you see
Well, apparently not
Got a veil over your eyes
And your ears in a clot
Your heart barely beating
Your morals in knots
So much war in your veins
That all of love you've forgot
Will there be a time
That you will open your mind
Let your eyes see outside
Of all that confines
All of the veils
All of the blinds
All the corruption
That keeps you intertwined
For the narrative
That the media spoke
Has been the only words
That you've ever known
But opportunity's come
As a chance to be woke
To awake form your ignorance
And come out from under the cloak
See truth for what it is
To be free of persuasion
Break the bonds of religion
That has crafted the nations
Cognitive dissonance
That fashions the patrons
All held to a halt
By perceiving with patience
Letting your mind explore
All plausible actions
Willing to question
Beyond the faith of your faction
To critically challenge
Despite the mob of reaction
To stand out of the box
Refusing the opinions of passions
Step out of delusion
Quit living defiled
See your religion
And know that it's not worthwhile
Tyrants in procession
Malicious and hostile
So caught up in a system
Only meant to be reviled
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How do you not acknowledge truth?
You simply turn away
Appalling is the thought
And yet it happens everyday
I wish I had the nerve
But I just could not say
All the things I wanted to
Would never be relayed
The quicksands of ambition
Avoid the confrontation
Let the fool prevail
Without challenging damnation
Watching their destruction
Their absence of creation
Washing from my hands
As it bloodies up the basin
Could have spoke the truth
Could have rose to challenge
Could have tipped the scales
In the hopes of bringing balance
Instead I remain silent
Watching without valiance
Too weak to speak release
And mesmerized by malice
Who am I really
If I don’t walk in love
Willing to watch assassins
Quench their fill of spilling blood
With the option just to speak out
Rather then standing numb
Seeing life unravel
And I, it’s silent judge
Still, I see
And still I remain silent
Still, I gleam
At this display of violence
Flashing right before my mind
And I am not defiant
An audience entertained
As the lusting of a tyrant
Truth again evaded
By the turning of my back
Left to consequence
And it’s unending wrath
Every step that I have taken
Has been upon the worn paths
For all have turned their backs
Against the courage that they lack
Too ashamed to be acknowledged
Too fearful of reproach
Too much comfort in their lives
To all that they devote
That to swim against the current
Is a struggle to their soul
Besides, what is life
If you’re not in control
You see, power is enticing
And let’s just all assume
That these paths we walk in comfort
Have all become quite smooth
At such little inconvenience
That I know what I’ll choose
But I could never say for sure
Because then, I’d have to face the truth
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Pop Quiz by Garathe Den
Alleviate the consequence
Sacrifice a martyr
Hoodwink the populous
To the genocide of honor
A scapegoat holocaust
All in the guise of ardor
Granting your allegiance since
The founding of the fathers
Bombs burst to celebrate
Serenade the rockets
Wartime on the mind
Explosions to profit
Round up the casualties
Making your deposits
Cultivate a business plan
Monopolize the markets
Castrate the candidate
Crush the opposition
Encapsulate, congregate
Define the definition
Celebrate all the hate
Fooled with prohibition
Emancipate human waste
The starting of tradition
Gold fades to masquerades
While paper is abundant
Inflate to subjugate
The system is triumphant
Too late, greet your fate
An ecosystem that's redundant
Salivate to lubricate
The cycle of incumbents
Flu shot the Argonaut
All chemicals and compounds
A heart-stop onslaught
Leaving minds all dumbfound
Ink blot, Camelot
Renaissance and pronouns
Shakespeare untaught
As yonder light does fade now
Playgrounds and obstacles
Train children to assassins
Chaos all methodical
Keeping fear a passion
The narrative a farcical
Religion all unfastened
Free-thought antiparticle
Welcome poverty to famine
Maintain supply-chain
Rapid prototyping
Alpha sigma mainframe
Composites uninviting
Solo cannot be contained
Escape the endless sightings
While they quantify the domain
To reign in violent guiding
Time for your pop-quiz
Answers orchestrated
Minds trapped in boxes
Farewell the innovative
Programmed responses
The keeper of the tainted
The system just a toxin
A legacy of hatred
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