Self Destruction

We'd sit up on the water tower 
For hours, and consider new ways 
To devour ourselves in time 
To crowd our empty minds, a cadre of soldiers 
With no wars to fight 
We'd lecture each other on lost 
Opportunities, faced with the indignity of aging 
We'd cower behind our lines, never 
Acting in time, to save our fading 
Youth 
Now we stand here in our factory lines 
For hours, or sit in our tiny cells 
Reading E-mails that never held 
Our attention, our penchant for dissension 
So obviously quelled, left only to contemplate 
What's missing from our plates 
Tonight 
And so the transition, from revolutionaries 
To henchmen is completed, and we are defeated 
Never by the opposing army, never by 
Weapons of mass destruction, but by 
Our own minds, so willing to dream up 
The perfect way to die, that we forget 
To say goodbye, walk away 
Empty-handed, because although we asked why 
So many times, we never answered, instead fed the cancer 
Of those waiting to hear the words 
From some vacant plot of sky. 

How things have changed 
Since the time we were all 
Running full throttle towards the horizon 
Escape the only thing on our minds 
Until one day we realized, we were only running from 
Our lies.