The world is falling apart
Littered with death and broken hearts
As the floods begin to rise
Which of us shall answer their cries?
Suffering brought upon by our own impudence
Is this increasing heat also melting away our conscience?
This problem was created by those few
The fools who dare to believe this world is made in their view
With giant iron arsenals, rolling on past me and you
Releasing a gray smoke, building a path for this nightmare to come true
Foregone precious peace, for this weary weight of war
Fighting for so long, they’ve forgotten what they’re fighting for
Blood marking the paths of “freedom” and “liberty”
Are those in chains, those who can be called free?
We may be amongst them, after all, we are caged in our minds
Lost all the questions, never searching for the answers we need to find
As time marches on, doom quaking at its wake
Ready to pick up the pieces of hope it will break
I dare you to challenge the impossible
I dare you knowing things are implausible
To dare to even try is to dare for a tomorrow
Daring to do away with lies and sorrow
A dare for tomorrow, low odds but high stakes
A chance for a future, something we must take
- Author: poetboy123 ( Offline)
- Published: October 12th, 2017 06:31
- Category: Unclassified
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