I stand upon my wall, shouting knowledge to those below
as they walk past, unhearing and unseeing of me...
I have friends join me, talking of the future, ones I know
will not come to pass, because they didn't read the email
as carefully as I did.
And they do not listen as I warn them of the troubles to
come, no their ears are sealed and their eyes are blind...
And so all I can do is scream out silently as arguments
unfold, arguments that have no answer because
unfortunately nothing has changed.
It's always been like this, you all just had your heads
in the sand, never touched by this pain before...
I don't know how better to explain things, so I say the
same things over and over again in the hopes that if
I say the right words it will be clear.
But it's not, and I'm Cassandra tragedy, none of you
listen or learn, and yet your ire spikes when I speak...
