*imagines a club with an open mic night*
No, actually I DON'T think I can illuminate ANYone. Hell, it's all I can do to convince myself that the things I choose to do and say to others are even worth a shit for me, let alone anyone else. *briefly thinks of "Everything Illuminated" and smiles* Man, talking about war. I fear I won't have enough room, nor time at the moment to even touch on my feelings about war or homelessness right now.
At least the vast amount of apathy that newer generations wear on their sleeves are because they have never HAD to worry about their Mothers being killed on the way to market, or bombs being dropped all the time, so much so, the noises are no longer even heard from it's war laden residents. We don't know much of the pain that many countries have been suffering for years on end, with no avail. Not that we haven't has any casualties or losses.
That's NOT what I'm saying.
*thinks, I shouldn't have even started to type about it, or someone's gonna come back with something calling me a lazy, arrogant bitch, who can't even dedicate herself enough to finish a thought*
Whatever. Different sounding song. Very different. The voice is very low and I had a hard time making a lot of the stuff out. I think I caught the jist of it's message though, friend. Interesting piece indeed. Hope to hear more!
..................Take care, be good and practice spoken word.period
:(Gaia:)