As I look around at the world today
all I see is a vile decay
of what life
used to be.
Our contry is always out fighting some war
under the guise of protecting the poor
trying to make life
what it used to be.
Our streets are littered with the sick and the poor
while we sit at home where we're all safe and warm
leaving them to wish life
was what it used to be.
So the moral of this story, if you'd please listen well
is to put your foot down and stand up for yourself
to make your life
what you want it to be.
For until we learn we can help none but ourselves
and throw down all our weapons and step down from our thrones
we will never have life
as we know it should be.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
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