Begetting Violence

Living in a world that has slowly gone mad Child with a gun shot mom and dad Life shouldn't be a bitter pill Child shouldn't live with the urge to kill World is shocked and reasons sought Child's just doing what he's taught Mom's shooting up just down the hall Child's reaching out, no one hears his call Dreams of days being hugged and kissed Child now hides from an iron fist Home should have been a happy place Child sees bruises on his mother's face Violence prevails far and near Child shouldn't live in the face of fear Hurting, screaming, feeling all alone Child's just reaping what you have sown Wiping the pain from his memory Child has to struggle with his sanity Drummer's drumming to a different beat Child's face down in the city street.