the truth how i grew up to see it
War is a time of great conflict bringing so much misery and suffering to a generation of people mistreated on their knees in it's wake prayers are calling to Heaven Where the innocence of children becomes tainted no longer having a voice little ones confused scratching behind the ears Silence there dwells hate filled secrets buried under the carpet of lies not revealed from the unspoken truth Invaders are tyrants dressed in suits no doubt employing soldiers brutally abusing their powers given unto them by the peoples vote With no morals how does society stand a chance They are blind unconscious to their acts and deeds of mercy Sitting on their high seats of office Purely a stand up joke with false handshakes claiming peace Stealing is not a God given right quoting justice seeks answers We have all been deceived Democracy of the poor struggling does not exist I call for world peace Address all issues laid out on the table containing truth The day for nit picking is over End this shameful bloodshed and violence because there is always two sides to every story Victims of racism no blacks no dogs our race came lower classed than animals shame on your envy of our father's faith Kept down for centuries Sold as slaves of little worth I am a writer of my times Where everyone should have a voice equal not hiding in the cupboard Love in God's light has taught me morals thou shalt not steal or take what does not belong to you pride Hate with the demons you dwell crying over your own spoiled milk Where was Europe during this crisis time when human rights became violated on our soil As a child to have a gun pointed at your face is down right cruelty in the act twisting acceptance of arrogance through the vision of my eyes looking down a barrel at me Even yet years later they remain silent why I ask myself when the grass is cut before your eyes into addressing murder and child abuse big issue to act on in realities fact the reaper of truth sheds light always
Copyright © Liam Mcdaid | Year Posted 2016
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