Submissions from Ayumi Mizota

Ode to Robespierre~

they called you a tyrant
to justify their reasons
for making you fall in disgrace

they were no better than the king
but even now, no one really knows
what you were like
they called you a tyrant
but i call you a hero
someone that stepped up to save the revolution, be the
people's guiding voice and you
didn't even show your fear to anyone, including to yourself

you kept a calm voice
and a steady pace
using the people's blood to model a new society

they didn't want you to do that
but you fought back in your
powerful words
and they in actions

but even as you lay dying
i still call you a hero
for the future you inspired to create

one man, like yourself
did the impossible and showed we all can take our own destiny into our hands
and thats why you are a hero

Suffering is hate~ (robespierre's image theme)

you hate the suffering but it is you who suffers
in the sheer exhaustion of your body

perhaps you began that notion

a notion where you could use that suffering that you hated
to a way to a world without

you hate the suffering but you believe that it's the only way

you suffer in that pain and no one cares
they just throw that hatred into your grave trying to bury it with you

they just created two myths of you

a myth that is still used today

perhaps they lied about you
isn't your grave big enough?
is it to throw away our sins?

but that suffering is a way you believed to a world
without, that is the only way

the only way to a world without

they just created two images of the man you are

they created you in that way
because of your suffering
that simple suffering that led to your death

the death that was for the world without

Sweet Misery (Robespierre's 2nd theme from Dreamers of a Crystal World)~

we expect something to happen
when we haven't ourselves made the switch

a feeling creeps on and we try to protect ourselves from it
never noticing our own hearts are empty and half-dark

we must find courage to allow ourselves to be mistaken
he condtradicts himself

but whatever you say about him
is what you say about yourself

i look in his eyes and see my own startled eyes

i just want to lay out flowers to you
but i have never done it

it's not so easy

I don't have a clarity of you
and who you were
but i may now

but i never did it
i never got the courage to ask myself
to visit you

why does everyone either love you or hate you?
can't you tell me this?

if it was clearer
with my own thoughts
and expression
i would be able to see why they blacked you out from memory

if the blame must go to someone, it's you who bears it

but you don't have to be blamed by much more
bloody thirsty people
when they deserve it and in the end,they got what was coming to them
but i still couldn't see

i still couldn't see
was my sentiment and my love for you
blocking any access to my own memories of you?

the world would never let you
have your way but you blended
something great in the heart of mine
so full of emotion

that i almost fell to my knees

you never believed in losing
but i believed i never visited you, that i never told you

i never done it yet
i never had the heart

i never forgot

were you guarding that gate to a better world? or was i seeing you trying to
create
a imagined life within reality?

if it was all masked and veiled could you see?
my own heart beat underneath this sheet of lies?

triumph of good was inevitable for us
for you

but i have never given you these flowers of mine

i have never given you my heart of mine

it was a time for us and it was

my heart leaves a faint trace on your lips
i leave it there

it leaves it for you to remember what i haven't done

 

Human Fraility (tribute to robespierre)

u see the world through ur crystal clear eyes

but don't u really know ur pure heart will wreak destruction on everyone?

u r blinded by the flaws, the imperfections
and the complications of human beings

does it mean u lost anything?

there is human fraility and u didn't see it

u believed them
all to be strong as u

how can they be?

u decided upon a mixed emotion that made u
seek to purify human motivations

this mixed emotion drove u
like so many others

did u want the best thing for them?
did ur eyes see nothing but this revolution?

did they see u were going to do this?

u found a impulse
of self protection in u

u accepted this gamble for life

nothing is exact for the grievous cost of life

not very pure heart like urs will destroy

but it's a danger u've fallen into

not unwilling to accept

not unwilling to accept that u were the only one

but in later years
u unwilling accepted them
accepted them all

how far would u have gone with ur pure heart?

is it because u found their weakness thats not natural to us humans?

how can they be strong as u?

this is our revolution
this very revolution
defines ur life

the revolution is u purely

if u could of taken ur eyes away from ur pure heart's perfection and to
reality

maybe u would of realized man's fraility

u fought evey faction
right and left

u couldn't see anymore

but u thought this as right

thought this as the right thing

if u still believe
that they are like u

u should realize ur letting ur crystal clear eyes get blinded to the human
fragility