this   is a call   to notice that   which has gone unnoticed   that all of us   are walking wounded   bearing hidden scars   and subtle bruises   the casualties of a war   inside our hearts      we submit ourselves   to abstract forces   ruled by the concept   that living is surviving      we are suffocating on   our own tangled aspirations      mired down      by the restraints   forced on us   the fear and doubt   that serves to crush      we can no longer take satisfaction   in our suffering      now is the time to arm ourselves   with the knowledge   that we can achieve   a state of independance   one of personal anarchy      we can end this war      see past the darkened veil   pulled over our eyes   we will make the world at large   recognize our cries      i will dedicate myself   to reclaiming the disputed   landscape of my soul      i will repel each   incursion visited upon my spirit   cast light upon   the insidious decay of volition      surely, i do protest   let this be a message   that here i stand