Holding On To Not Much Left.
This Ones More Of A Poem, No Chorus Has Been Added Yet.
The war's began and my daddy left me
Told me to hold on to what's not a mystery
Confusing at first but it took a tragedie
To realise in this world there's much more to see
Then every damn disaster we wrote in history
Every secret of the world once held in a book
Printed in blood with our heads messed like what the f*ck
Inside quotes of disaster for your eyes only
Creates a new perspective from the young and lonely
Broadcast showed us dying yesterday
Radio told us just where they lay
Filling buckets of tears to a families dismay
As they think of the field where their families decay
Deaths a common factor in todays society
Power from the predators make them feel mighty
The earths made its flea's all fighty
f*ck this its making the people feel bitey
This aint really helping anyone at all
Never before have the police had so many a call
Another bombs hit the shopping mall
Innocent dying, Innocent crying, Innocent are taking the fall
For things they never done or ever seen at all
I'm finding this all too much to handle
Every street has a dealer and a vandal
This world truely has to much drama
Just look whats happened to the people in bllama
So poor but they could'nt find themselves calmer
Mabey we need to take a leaf from their tree
So tragic but in a world like this we're too blind to see
Some of the poor cant even afford their lives
Never heard of forks or knives
We dont even take a risk to help and dive
Take our's for granted and dont even try to survive
I'm sure i'm sick of a world without peace
This worlds not worth it and I'd hope it might cease.
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