Joyce Merkies

“This is a war”

De Belofte

Het zijn niet de tranen die onze ogen verwonden

maar het onrecht dat we zien.


Het zijn niet onze schouders die te zwaar worden

maar de last die we dragen.


Het is niet onze keel die dichtknijpt

maar datgene wat wij niet hardop mogen zeggen.



Het zijn niet onze oren die rust verstoren

maar het geschreeuw van leugens met spuiten

vervuld van eindeloos verzwegen grafeen.


Het is niet onze maag die verkrampt

maar onze ziel die het verdriet niet meer kan verteren.


Het is niet ons hoofd dat ons vermaalt

maar de onophoudelijke zorgen die we hebben.


Het is niet ons gebroken hart dat pijn doet

maar het toenemend gebrek aan omringende liefde

beroofd van ieder menswaardig perspectief.


Het is het Liefdevol Thuis aan de andere kant

in donkere nachten

van afkalvend bestaan

dat mij roept

met groeiend verlangen

bezield in troostrijk weerzien

en de belofte

van een waarachtig QR-loos welkom.

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“This Is A War”

This is a war on religion
This is a war on the children
They give you the cure with the sickness
This is a war on tradition
This is a war on religion
This is a war on the children
They give you the cure with the sickness
This is a war, this is a war


This is a war that we living through
They never reveal to you that they all slowly been killing you
They don’t tell you what the hell you agreeing to
Sheep in a herd and you don’t know who leading you
Keep on proceeding to follow
Your mind is hallow
While you being coddled
By government swallowing up everything


That media tell you without a question or a problem
All of these sheep being slaughtered
They poison the water, removing the father
Ain’t trusting these doctors, ignoring blue collar
Keep printing the dollar
Brainwashing your sons and your daughters
Ain’t got any honor


If I’m being honest
I just ain’t picking a side
But I’m down to ride for my freedoms
And die for your freedoms and question the government lies
A lot on my mind, and so little time
God I think all of us needing a sign
The devil he hides in ego and pride
They selling the soul but they paying the price
God won’t give you more than you can handle
Government should be dismantled
Every politician got a scandal
Prepare for this war, we going to battle


This is a war on religion
This is a war on the children
They give you the cure with the sickness
This is a war on tradition
This is a war on religion
This is a war on the children
They give you the cure with the sickness
This is a war, this is a war


I’d rather be red pilled and get killed
Then ignorant living, and meet death still
Don’t stand up for something, you falling for nothing
Don’t wait till the world that we know fall ill
This is the revelation of our generation, losing civilization
I’m determinated, just liberate us
With our dedication, fuck the terminator
Fuck your medication, the administration
Cannot alienate us, or exterminate us
I’ll just keep on praying
For your salvation, you are outdated
Society becoming outrageous


Keep your house painted for the first born
The angel of death in the worst form
We being scorned, look out for theirs horns
Remember this isn’t their first war
They coming prepared, so just be aware


They do not wanna hear none of our prayers
This is a war they ain’t playing fair
They feed off ya fear
They want you scared
Death and despair its all in the air
Just beware, you think I care?
The more that you know, the more that its clear
This is a war its already here


This is a war on religion
This is a war on the children
They give you the cure with the sickness
This is a war on tradition
This is a war on religion
This is a war on the children
They give you the cure with the sickness
This is a war, this is a war


Home of the slave ’til the crickets make a sound
Where’s the bold and the brave?
We all have to stand our ground
Home of the slave ’til the crickets make a sound
Where’s the bold and the brave?
We all have to stand our ground


This is a war on religion
This is a war on the children
They give you the cure with the sickness
This is a war on tradition
This is a war on religion
This is a war on the children
They give you the cure with the sickness
This is a war, this is a war

Hi-Rez & Jimmy Levy – This Is A War

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