Cog­ni­tive Suicide

You were a flash of light across a sky of total dark. You saw their shocked and gaping jaws then it all returned to black. There was a brief surge of panic, their eyes pressed tight. You brought a swarm of confusion to their bleak but simple lives. Cognitive suicide. Insular, pathetic minds try to cut you off at the knees so they won’t be left behind. If everything is bland and unambiguous, maybe they can understand how they fit into this place. Every time they fail they seek a victim for their spite. Some dismal need to crush someone beneath their feet. All their acrid words can’t ease their wounded hearts. Despite their claims they have no maps, no keys to any gates. Cognitive suicide. Insecure, regressive minds try to cut you off at the knees so they won’t be left behind. Petrified, frozen to imaginary times. Pay no mind, I hope they pass you by. Live your life and don’t apologize to the cowards of this world, they’re a waste of time. Everything’s in between. Are they terrified of unobscured and brilliant colours? Perhaps you cracked the door to their own forbidden worlds. Everything’s in between.

This song is ded­i­cat­ed to Cast­er Simenya, a mid­dle-dis­tance run­ner who was sub­ject­ed to a pub­lic and humil­i­at­ing gen­der ver­i­fi­ca­tion” after win­ning the 800 metre World Cham­pi­onships in 2009; and Eudy Sime­lane, a foot­baller on the South African women’s nation­al team who was beat­en, raped and mur­dered as a cor­rec­tion” for being a les­bian and LGBT activist. While Eudy’s life was trag­i­cal­ly cut short, Cast­er perservered and con­tin­ues to com­pete in track at the high­est lev­el. Cow­ard” here refers to those who are afraid to think, learn and look crit­i­cal­ly at them­selves, not those who may hes­i­tate, are afraid, or are too phys­i­cal­ly weak to fight” in the tra­di­tion­al sense.

« Return to Failed States