Nothing here but falling time
The crimes that stain here
Chaotic but still
Death is silent where religion drills
The lonely child sees their lies
Run little child
Runaway
But come back again
When the truth is here to stay.
The world spits out it's guilt and greed
No justice for Men or Women indeed
The child still riots, lay down in the soil
To beg evermore, 'Justice for all'
A lost cause?
Forgotten faces, see no pain
Lonely skirts, see only pain
They feel pain but never show it
Cowards hiding in their comfort closets.
I was very drunk when I wrote this...So yeaaah!
-Peace-
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