regaurdless
By ninetnine
our country thrives on the blood of our own, we cant even stand the seeds we have sown. we preach all our morals, condemn other’s sins, what we dont realize is that we’ll never win. we live in hypocrisy, we thrive on our lies, we cut down our forrests and smother our skies. we search out our traitors when in truth its ourselves, mechanical, no blood our hearts on our shelves. forgivenes and love were fogotten long ago, statistically we’re booming, but we’ve never been so low. an eye for an eye, a heart for a heart, how can we stop if we dont admit we start. we’de kill a human being to put a smile on a face, we cant forget our history, we’ll never stop the race. Nothing can erase the death and the heartache, meet your maker with a guilty soul, of greed and of hate. Every day we play Russian roulette, a society as a while, It’s become unpopular to save your immortal soul. so day by day we choose our victims, never caring who, until one day you’ll wake up and realize the only victim is you. Written November 27th, 2001 © on Nov 27 2001 03:20 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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