“To Hammer The Alarm” by Lauren DiGioia Dedicated to Bradley Manning



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What would you do, with horrors that you knew?
With the innocent that haunt memory?
Would you be willfully blind, bite the tongue and your own hands bind?
Would you choose to be just as cruel?
I have fought, endured, suffered and survived
I am one human, not the only denied my granted unwavering rights
I come before you, Sir, to receive the offer, and the sheath you will have me cast
“I am to blame! I am ashamed! It’s all from a troubled past…”

I know what I did was right, I know what continues is wrong
The knife to my back was forged on genocide
I stole it to hammer the alarm

Please don’t hate me for the words on my lips
I held firm stood tall but the knife it is ready and waiting for my back
I love my country, all its people, who knew no better under a steeple
Worshiping the god of security
I hope you all read in between the lines, of what will be seen as apologies I
Know for all we’re fighting for
So take me now like encrypted code, find the answer in your soul
Take a look around for me
In this time war is still a racket, still a crime sewn on a jacket
I love you please don’t let it end this way

I know what I did was right, I know what continues is wrong
The knife to my back was forged on genocide
I stole it to hammer the alarm

I learned the hard way how your fear, is crafted, molded, engineered
And I may take that lesson to the grave
I’m sorry I must lie to you, after all some have tried to do
To clear my name and spread a scarier truth
They hand the knife to me now, the truth before me, held down
I raise the blade… has god forgave me for giving in
To those who wish to cage me?
I’ll keep it’s body and what the truth gave me
Revelations start to bleed
The truth in here shall be my pillow, shall be my blanket, a graceful willow
To shade the light shining constantly
It will be my love, my company, as all else is stripped away from me
I’m sorry with you I can no longer be…

I know what I did was right, I know what continues is wrong
The knife to my back was forged through genocide
I only stole it to hammer the alarm
To hammer the alarm.

“Where Heroes Can’t Play”



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Hit the button on your alarm, it’s 6 a.m.
Elsewhere there’s a button releasing a drone bound for Yemen
Put on your suit and tie, fibers from China
Kiss your little ones goodbye, there’s nothing finer
But they are the same age as the little ones who die for our excess
For our progress…

Walk in your polished heels passing that bare-footed beggar, day after day
To jump on the wheel, churn out over 8 hours just for a little more pay
For a little more pay, a little more pay, more pay more pay more pay

And so we row so we row this boat on over the edge
Take an oath an oath an oath to protect the pockets of invisible men
And we grow we grow we grow ever bigger, all consuming
If we don’t know what we don’t know we’ll just keep carrying on
Unassuming

This is how a soul cries out after awakening, the spell’s breaking
No need for fear or doubt when the signs are all around, deafening sound
I do not dream at night anymore, I don’t know why
My mind is a flood, an unstoppable tide, with the weight of it all

And still we row we row we row this boat on over the edge
Take an oath an oath an oath without questioning what you pledge
And we grow we grow we grow ever sicker, all polluting
If we don’t know what we don’t know we’ll keep sailing out to the end
We’re reaching…oh!

If we don’t know any better…

Oh so we’re given away our rights like a sweepstakes prize
Voting the next idol with false hope in our eyes
They’re spying and lying, deciding our fate
While we fight amongst ourselves with misguided hate 2x

Oh I’m turning on the lights, let the truth have its day
In the sun where no heroes of mine can play
The system’s a scam, we’ve all had a hand in churning and burning
For the next in command I say no!
I say no!

Put down the oar if you can’t take anymore
I say put down the oar if you can’t take anymore

But you’ll hit that button on your alarm it’s 6 a.m.
Elsewhere there’s a button releasing a drone bound for Yemen
Gone is the hour to deny we’re collapsing
If we let the truth die what are we left grasping?