A Nations Disgrace

I don't want your world I was made for paradise unteach me your ethics your morality's not nice Take your guns and bullets those who shoot each other down your agenda is self serving and hatred is your crown The nations cannot repair themselves of that I now am sure their natures are destructive what more must all endure Been betrayed by power oppression's and outright lies the people drink the P.R. statesmen's words are their disguise Force and fraud the daily fare they are shearing all the sheep They're harvesting your pocket book it's news keeps you asleep They're reaping earth's treasury while you struggle they do thrive They keep the military active the wars they keep alive Their empire's an illusion They are largely corporate owned seems most are bought and paid for on bankers money they've been loaned Who really is their owner if to men they are enslaved their souls are lost to evil with wickedness their roads are paved My descension's very public with the nations I disagree if I'm to be eliminated it won't be so publicly I have no faith in Nations in police or men of war in religions or corporations or a race that's valued more I don't believe in stealing putting down your fellow man but building those around you of sharing what you can Life is fairly simple if you know "the golden rule" violators of it's beauty are known as only cruel ... COPYRIGHT © 2016 C Michael Miller PoetryofProvidence?