Puissance

defintion of puissance: Power.

Changing the words, changing my mind,

I wonder what's true, or what will decline,

we used to be equal, what's fair is what's fair,

until someone brought up a deafening flare,

it's a burning sensation, a weakened temptation,

distorted frustration, a beating vibration.

A war, we have started, won't come to an end.

It's all right, we hope, we say, and pretend.

That the whites and the blacks are friendly and free.

We're constantly fighting a war, don't you see?

The colors are colors, the people are people,

but we're built up for power, atop of a steeple,

we're conceited and derived to build ourselves high,

then chaos will settle, but still we ask why?

It's no question, complication, or guess,

we're stubborn and broken, shall we confess?

I'm sorry my children will be born of this world,

the truth will come out, unwinded, unfurled.

Just wait one more hour, the chaos will still.

But then what will we do?  If there's nothing to kill?