Murmur

Radio Free Europe blasts western propaganda

better than anyone else, and the East Germans

decide to make the pilgrimage westward, laughing

at the armed guards and the razor line that lines

the border with West Germany…

 

talk about the passion regardless of the

moral kiosk you and I inhabit…

 

and these discussions always come full circle,

the East Germans that must flee aren’t

sitting still and may use a catapult to get

to that bright beacon called The West…

 

which is nine-nine, the same either way,

face the sunset free or face the sunset

shaking through big brother’s tight control

over your fate…

 

and the brave ones walk on and we walk

with them, west of the police state,

west of the coal fields, west of Lenin’s

gaze and Stalin’s brutality, west to

where murmurs of freedom are

actual reality, they are cries that

have become action…

 

welcome to your new reality,

just don’t pay attention to that part

where Reagan is the one to blame

for everything wrong in forty years…

 

the murmur of insanity is inevitably prophecy