Tree of Knowledge

You got people in China, working all day long/

They go home with a few bucks, exhausted, no more to long/

They never had our childhood dreams.  All they know was slavery in the system/

While you were deliberately dropping out of school/

They were learning to sow, with western, modern tools/

Why is this world run by fools, who enforce countless, stupendous rules/

Would I have ever looked at this world with my hidden eye/

Contemplating suicide, or yelled to the car in front of me, "Die!"/

Maybe it is better to have few thoughts, rather mindless work/

Because in the garden of Eden, enemies lurk/

Knowledge is a deadly, mysterious, and enticing thing/

I have yet to find good alone.  The cellar door's bell constantly rings/

I barred all my windows, and shut my doors with locks/

But the knowledge persistently knocks, then mocks/

I sign it's clause, asking my lawyer for loopholes/

But he's on knowledge's side.  My foot get's caught in a pothole/

The genderless being frees me with a few facts/

Then imprisons me as I notice the cracks/

I have failed to relax

This is not right...

My Platoon was on it's way to Saigon/

What were we doing here?  The hippies back home were right.  I could tell the Gulf of Tonkin Incident was all wrong/

When I saw my former Captain leave with tons of heroin/

I realized there were no real heroes, nor heroines/

I tried to tell my buddies, but they were always in denial/

So I was on my own, us as a species going into a downward spiral/

We stopped in a village, to rob the locals of some supplies/

Will these friendlies later become enemies?  They had every right to, in my eyes/

We were about to leave, when Private Taylor got shot/

Big Harold was next to go.  Man, I was tied in a knot/

All I could do was run, who knew where the Sappers were/

I weaved through bush and huts, and then I saw her/

In that split second, our soles connected.  She grabbed my hand to come in/

I found a way out of death.  Nearly blind, the powers of the universe gave me passion/

The End?

Dedicated to my Uncle Ron, a Vietnam Veteran.

EDIT: 20 years of war.  Over 2 million vietnamese killed.

Daniel Ellsberg Exposes the US Government

 (Pentagon Papers Documentry) Part 1.avi

vinnie paz's verse included  in version below

His father's story

Planning My Escape

Am I the only being to have conveyed these thoughts/

I hope so/

Are there any pieces of land that have never felt a footprint/

I've hear the answer is yes, but how do they really know/

It seems everything in this world is unverifiable.  Things always change/

One year "smoking is good for you," the scientist lies through his tongue/

The next year is the contrary, and more smoke is produced inside blackened lungs/

On the other side of walls, forced medical experimentations, unheeded torture, nuclear fallout are put into action/

Women of Darfur are raped, South African racists are slain, and deep with the Congo another Gorilla is bushwhacked with a Machete/

Just as the African man and female gorilla skin, this is too dark for most/

I now understand your uninteresting wall posts/

"Yeah, the pool party was so much fun.  We got wasted!"/

That is a lot easier than/

"The US Government admits to intentionally infecting Guatemalans with gonorrhea and syphilis."/

I just can't stand it/

I try to escape both sides/

There are a few places left in this world where I can go hide/

If not, I would be right there with you, pool side/

Chatting about millions who died, while their children just sat there and cried/

Inspired by Chris Rock and X-Men

Republicans are fucking idiots/

Democrats are fucking idiots/

idiots are fucking idiots, giving birth to a new breed/

pro-war, kill doctors, corruption, anti-weed/

in this sense I support eugenics/

no, not the Nazis, or killing babies, never mimic/

a previous way of thinking, we need some evolution/

of the mind, body, spirit, create your own inner revolution/

it's the fusion slash confusion of two obese people procreating/

is it fair to that child, who down the road wishes he was never created/

yea, I get your point of view.  If we didn't have these people, blah, blah, mass chaos/

but what do we have now?  We got Madoffs, layoffs, country vs. country face offs/

we need to taper off.  If the supposed leaders won't fix it, try yourself/

starting with your inner-self, do what's right in your eyes, and have some morals/

moral of the story, don't impose ideals on anybody/

nobody likes to be told what to do. No general orders/

as soon as others sense you might be right, they will take the first steps, go past the corridors, and become the opposite of Mister Sinister's Marauders.