We Are the Plague

We are the plague
We are the execution
We are the caged
We are the revolution
We are gloved hands
We are patron saints
We are shifting sands
We are wet paint

We are blind love
Blind love
We are blind love
Blind love

We are the change from burning transactions
We are the flesh of our saviour born into putrefaction
We are a full moon rising over a dead sea
We are a billion voices shouting through a flickering TV
We are a careless explanation written in blood
We are the ark, and we are the flood
We are a cycle of inverted reforms and monkeys in uniforms
We are peanut allergies and fields of golden, swaying, patented corn

We are blind love
Blind love
We are blind love
Blind love

We are abandoned children armed with automatic weapons
We are performing circus lions and exotic snakes milked of venom
We are empty hands reaching towards the inevitable sky
Sweaty and naked beneath the weight of heavy disguise
We are dangling, controlled by puppets in a long lineage of string
A tangled web tied to the wind and oblivion
We are the smoke and we are the fire
We are one part of need and ninety-nine of desire
We are dancing to the beat of our invention
Living vicariously through fevered dreams in the fourth dimension
We are blinkered and bare, shivering in the shade of longing
Tethered to the status quo and the wounds of wronging
We are rules and regulations and survival of the shittest
We are blood diamonds, safe spaces, and long Christmas wish lists
We are a stuttered word and an upward inflection
We are the plague, we are the infection

We are blind love
Blind love
We are blind love
Blind love
We are blind love
Blind love
We are blind love
Blind love
Love



Credits
Writer(s): Suzie Elizabeth Stapleton
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