Just the kind of guy that writes about what I've seen. Breakdown of the world, as pessimistic as it is, if you disagree watch the news, and tell me the last hero you've seen. That didn't just come in times of disaster.
Proceed To the Apocalypse
It is not 2012
This is not a matter to be shelved.
On the milk cartons lays a picture of the planet Earth
Last seen in pursuit of fame, power, and riches.
Now held in lawsuit with betrayal, rage, and lust.
We used to buy our families out of slavery,
Now we buy chains and links, drugs and drinks
While blastin music like we’re on the moon
No one else can hear it.
Watchin shows like Comedy Centrals South Park cartoon.
Trash blows through our minds… want good?
No thanks we’re immune.
I exercise mine, but some freedom of speech makes me
nervous.
Where the leaders are followers and civil service disserve
us,
And we deserve it.
We look around for the outstretched hand of a martyr
Yet they can only be in the form of a man, have land, nor
can they wear brands like starter.
Where children look up to there teenage fathers wondering
about what they’ve seen on tv.
The father states many people know of blood, few of love.
Where all things similar can go two separate ways, where rappers
tell crows of thousands to put there hands in the air, someone else robbing a
bank tells them to put their hands in the air, A minister gives his
benediction, and told the congregation to put their hands in the
air…Coincidence?
Hands up if your confused and have questions about the
missing planet. No answers…
But opinions there’s plenty. Your beliefs are no louder than
your car system, we have ideas but when we listen to music we nod our heads, as
if to erase it like an etch-an-sketch.
On the other end while the ground shakes and quakes,
A newborn whines and wakes in malnutrition
For a Mom who wished for abortion, with opportunities of
creation
We flourish in destruction, violence, and corruption.
Year 2013
World on the milk carton
Welcome to the Apocalypse
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