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Alfred Ramos

Rookie (3-2-1945 / California)

False Heroes


When false heroes die
I don’t mean physically, I don’t mean literally
I mean emotionally
I don’t mean in the ground dead
Or a dimension over my head
I mean gone from the heart dead
They float out to an angry sea
Leaving us to drown endlessly
They get lost in a swirling storm
Confusion is our true form

When false heroes die
They don’t need an alibi
Just one more lie
They drift under the radar
Leaving behind an unveiling scar
The reflection they left in the mirror
Is the one we most fear
Because it’s the one we most believe
Never thinking it would vanish and leave
Be careful who you chose to admire
Avoid getting too close to the fire
It’s easy to get blinded by the light
Their made up star shining too bright
As they hide behind their false bravado
Pretending to be some kind of desperado

When false heroes die
They get buried like you and I
There’s no need to cry
Nothing has gone awry
Look past the glamour and glow
See that they must always put on a show
So when false heroes die
Best thing to do is just turn a blind eye

Submitted: Monday, February 25, 2008
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