Take a Stand

Take a Stand

Can you see what I try to hide

The person I am somewhere inside

Hollow words and desperate cries

Complications with discovered lies

Pointless destination has a reason

Tasteless flavor has a season

Unspoken words have found a voice

Cruel demands? There is a choice

Oh condescending eyes reveal

No one man is made of steel

Immobilized and on goes time

Crusaders are accused of crimes

Crossing over the line too late

Who shall we blame? Maybe fate

Breathing in this poisoned air

And still alive but may I ask where?

Take a stand

If you want to be seen

Take a stand

If you want to be heard

Take a stand

Say what you mean

Take a stand

To move the unstirred

Written December 25, 1988

By Oktobre Taylor