battle cry

all i wanna hear are battle cries. i'm at a phase of my life where the last thing i need are slow songs or love songs or anything that inspires a mood of gentleness and reflection. i don't wanna chill out. i don't need anyone telling me to, "just be cool." right now, all i wanna do is make some noise. i wanna shake stuff, not just stuff, i wanna shake everything. i wanna shake the world. i want people everywhere to lose their balance and fall only to get back up and start doing some shaking of their own.

i don't wanna meditate. i don't wanna learn yoga poses. i don't wanna hear what they have to say. fuck that. i wanna yell. i wanna move. i wanna run. i wanna run like the barbarians coming to tear down your walls. you know you can't keep them out forever. they're loud and ferocious and i wanna run with the pack. i wanna raise my fist and scream to the skies. i wanna break down every wall and barrier i encounter.

i wanna read words that punch faces. i wanna see things that need no explaining. explosions can't be reasoned with. they go boom and things get scorched. it all makes sense. who has time for plot twists and trick endings that leave you wondering if you understand what you just saw? everyone understands explosions.

this by no means is a call to violence. this is a call to action. a call to myself and anyone else who feels like trying hard to not rock the boat is a really bad role to play right now. in all you say and do, be loud. be heard. be passionate. let the bombs go off in the night. let the explosions light up the sky. let the colors be frenzy and spirit.

you and me, we're alive. let our hearts beat loudly. let no one silence what we know we can't control. let the urges of that which is awesome and beautiful in our souls drive us to scream primal, run eternal, and never surrender. the time for diplomacy and settling for less is over. things are changing. the time for battle is near. for now, it's the time of the battle cry.