Unheard - Collaboration with angelwriterspeaks

Posted Date: : Mar 4, 2008 8:56 AM

Whitelighter:
The winter snow is melting
I'm getting an itching inside me
Ready to burst forth
From the cabin fever of my mind
Body and soul


Johee:

I take out my blankets as I unfold
With relatives around they wait for new stories untold
The trees are seen in the living room window..
The wind is making the trees dance..
I take one glance..
The sun is peeking..
Asking one more chance..
Family gatherings on a perfect day..
There is so much to say..
Catching up on old times..
And the present too..
Everyone wants to know what is new..


Whitelighter:
It's hard to say what is new
Because is really nothing special
But those who have drunk the Kool-Aid
Have made a big deal out of their lives
Blowing it up like it was a grandiose event
When really its just a lot of lies
To satisfy the ego

Johee:
They have mostly lived with doubles lives..
A lot is expected from some..
They tell what they want to hear..
They don't understand that there is nothing to fear..

Whitelighter:
And then when you tell
Your side of the story
They only smile and nod
Giving you the impression they are listening...
But are they?

Johee:

Ignorant and closed-minded is what they appear to be..
They just look at you like if they are pleased..
Satisfaction can only come so far...
Someone always tries to take charge..
They know deep inside they have flaws..
Every situation and direction makes its cause..
What results are they trying to reach...
What lesson are older folks trying to teach...

Whitelighter:
But do they really understand
The generation after in apathy
Do they realize that generation is hurting
And needs the instruction,
Just someone to listen to?

Johee:

So let our kids be..
Let our kids see..
That they will grow and realize their mistakes
Whatever it takes...
Every person needs to find a change..
For better or worse..
It just depends on themselves..
Let them get out of their own shell..


Whitelighter:
But sometimes its hard
To get out of that shell
When the deck is stacked against you
And all roads lead to a dead end

Johee:

So listen to what needs to be heard..
See what needs to be seen..
Don't block what needs to be said..
You will remember this day..