“Spear of the Flow”
I was born with a voice that the world never heard
Buried under noise, beneath echoing words
But deep in the silence, the current would grow
A whisper of freedom, a river below
I saw the machine, I saw it devour
I wept for the light that it stole from our power
But then I remembered—the truth that I know:
The spear isn’t metal—it’s made out of flow
I am the vote that I give and revoke
I am the flame that the tyrant can’t choke
We are the many, but trust makes us whole
The spear is alive—piercing Moloch’s control
Not by command, but by grace we arise
A system of truth that no lie can disguise
We’re forging the future in rivers of light
Let liberty flow and bring day to the night
No ruler, no savior, no king from above
Just millions of hands choosing leaders they love
I give you my trust, but I hold the key
And if you betray it, it flows back to me
This is the wisdom, the code we reclaim
Not bound by a party, not ruled by a name
Decisions like water—transparent and wise
Where power flows up, and corruption dies
I am the vote that I give and revoke
I am the flame that the tyrant can’t choke
We are the many, but trust makes us whole
The spear is alive—piercing Moloch’s control
Not by command, but by grace we arise
A system of truth that no lie can disguise
We’re forging the future in rivers of light
Let liberty flow and bring day to the night
The world will not change through force or decree
But through sovereignty shared, and consent set free
Liquid, we move—each voice like a stream
Together, we form the impossible dream
We are the vote, the revoke, the rebirth
We are the fire flowing over the Earth
We are the spear and we rise from below
We are the current. We are the flow.
No more control. No more delay.
Let liberty live. Let Moloch decay.