Posts from — July 2008

I cannot speak.  My tongue has been taken hostage.  My mind conquered.

For several weeks now I have had the urge to write but the words would not flow. Each time I’d open the page my mind would go blank. Even so, it’s as if someone else has reached into my mind to express what I have been unable. Todd’s photo and his choice of caption speak in the absence of my own words.

Day 353 by Todd Page

So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
Before they call your bluff and watch you fal?
I don’t know, but I’d like to think I had control
At some point, but I let it go and lost my soul
Sit tight, but the revolution’s years away
I’m losing faith and I’m running low on things to say
So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate
The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
Oh! To have died that night, I realized it wouldn’t last
Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
Oh! To the west, you don’t know what it is you’re running from
And everybody’s laughing loud
Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud

(Streetlight Manifesto - Moment of Silence)