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Fear

The twisted remains Of a broken life The bloody stains Speckle the killing knife Cracked, broken, shattered bones Crushed souls and weeping wails Taken by bullets, blades, and stones The wind carries the victory hails But what victory of naught That takes a life by force Takes what cannot be bought Free of guilt and all remorse To justify your pturid lies You convince yourself of this When another soul dies To sleep in eternal bliss Your bloodsoaked soul inside Withers, cracks, and fades Your truths split open wide Dragged from beneath the shades No man can win this day While bodies litter the streets For all must change their way To stem the flow of bloodstained sheets The bloodied, broken, twisted remains Of society crumbling to the earth Brought to ash in the fiery flames Rising up to a new birth You can no longer justify Your evil killing way No more will they believe your lie It is the beginning of a new day Your hatred spewed from the bile within Raining down like acid from the sky Burning, scarring, deep into our skin Your venom gave no reason why Yet here today you stand Judged guilty by one and all Sentenced to leave this land Your reign of terror now must fall Nevermore you'll play your games So turn and walk away from here Racist is but one of many names But the most hated one is fear

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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