Testo Humiliation - Stackridge

Humiliation

How can you stay content?
Around you the world laments
Resources are nearly spent;
Demanding sensation, neglecting the strain
Imagination concealing the pain
How will the race survive?
When passion has been denied?
Disorder has surely thrived
Creating the gurus who lead you astray
Infatuation has no place today
Don’t say that tomorrow can’t wait
You can only debate
On the rightness of being «wholesome»
But nebulous notions contain no depth
When right means left
We fall through the clouds
You talk of expanding the mind
Now thought is refined
And there’s room to explore your freedom
But somewhere inside you a small boy cries
Controlled by lies
Are dreams made of this?
How can we stay content?
Around us the world laments
Resources are nearly spent;
I spoke of forgiveness, my heart full of pride
Humiliation can turn back the tide