Village of Dormant Happiness,
As they make their way home through our doors-
If only happiness is what they seek,
Will we continue to fight ?
Prevention/Deception/Hatred.
Mix a bloody recipe,
for one human species-
and a thousand tongues.
The day our land withers into Mother Nature's fingers,
we to- will be hated.
for one human species,
and a thousand hands.
Will we continue to fight ?
The value of thin air, the priceless residue,
the touchable tears for a matter of no mercy.
Fallen victims. And a solid optimism, because all the world could be better.
Priceless Residue.
A fight amoung the wars. Sadness amoung poverty.
A step too soon, and never to be seen again.
Taken. Snatched. Stolen.
And there is nothing; we can do.
Simple solution for an aggravated situation.
A man amoung men, a women amoung herself,
would share the pain of making it in the sphere we call home.
But we struggle for the small survival. We cry for the survivals of ourselves.
In a place in which we destroy.
Will we continue to fight ?
I don't want you to be taken from me.
Here is our merciless fight.
For our place in the sphere we call home.
Will we continue to fight ?
For the happiness we deserve.
 Pain-Killer 4 Dead Angels · Thu Jun 18, 2009 @ 05:54am · 0 Comments |
