We walk the night with razor thoughts,
With waves of influence that those companies bought
With intentions cruel and so misguided
And old beliefs all one sided
But tolerance is put into the wrong place
Toleration of drugs beats tolerance of race
And little hands cuffed for ones they gunned
The kids in school who were always shunned
And only when we can stop the violence can we preach
To children young who we still can teach
But with all this hate we can hardly inhale
But we breathe in toxins by the pail
And prayers do nothing, we're too far gone
No one can bring us a new dawn
And now all we can do is remember good times passed
Because everyday could be our last
And when the world ceases to exist
We'll forget which country's upset and pissed
And everyone's blood will have been spilled into the sea
And finally there will be unity
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Christine you must have been dreaming...stories like this can't come true...
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Another breathtaking poem.. Omg.. I love how you used
But we breathe in toxins by the pail
Those lines are just so true! There is so much hate in the world, and it spreads and contaminates each soul as if it were toxins...
Your work amazes me still.. I really enjoy the creativity and thought you put into each work.. <3 Thanks so much.