Through Eyes of Today
Through eyes of today they're seeing different surrounds
Hell for leather fanatics with no care for whom's grounds
Where religion decries that it's their credence to kill
With no care what so ever, it's no matter whom spills
Yet the big boys of this world can only attack each other
Yet it's their innocents whom have to continually suffer
Where will this all end, is this our self oblivion mapped
Or are we just an experiment, our time soon capped
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2017
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