Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Life - song / poem, verse 1


Everyday guns blast
and bullets fly
innocent bystander
and the kid was only 5
his mother mourns his death
crying everyday
now there are candles and flowers
on the curb where his body laid
in hopes my little brother 
and my little sisters
won't grow up 
in a world that is so viscious
I will die for my family
I am their protector
I will be their knight
evil harm interceptor
battlefield Earth
Tournament life
every man, woman and child
is signed up for this ride
little boy don't cry
Mama did not abandon you
what are you going to tell him
that Mama had better stuff to do
need to stop lying and face the truth
and if the end is near
just how saved are me or you
will I see the light
or will I be too late
with the rest of the sinners
outside Heaven's Gates
why despised
lost in a world of lies
you ever broke down and cried
bcause it hurt inside
alone in the dark
and I can hear the echoes
of the past
just telling me to let go
so how do you expect a future
when destiny is wrote
will I live to see my children
or will I get smoked
where is the antidote
because we are dying in need
and no one is going to help you
just watch you bleed


 

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