Bleeding Culture

Bleeding culture shared and sucked Genocide and how it’s... mucked. Oh yes I swore, again above; Though what is it if it’s not love? Here we are- original Treated as invisible All others come and like the vulture- Dominating their mere culture For no benefit of mine and land Evilness and all command What happened to humane compassion Some where a long went out of fashion Disrespect; no empathy But only greed of vanity I like to think of way back then Where women cared and so did men How my heart sings with glee The most beautiful culture lives in me. Though most don’t think and kill existence Whilst sniffing at my very essence. Sincerely ask you not to be so loud Sincerely ask you not to be so proud Understand , ther’re others too- Comprehend not all are you. Make way for people to amend Such mistakes to be condemned Words of rhyme and with sheer suture Only to a brighter future. Tears they fall upon the ground Thinking what’s at stake Whilst others bombard right on in And take and take and take. Perhaps its only me, You know Feeling stripped from head to toe Open- for the world to see Once there was and what to be Perhaps I’m right and it is they How I think it’s not OK Considering the push along Rewinding and to what went wrong Perhaps it is just fear that drives Thinking much and all those lives How others breed and still impose Damages and all those woes Don’t seem fair and all belated Respect is not reciprocated. Dirty government- impact Common people copy cat Rise above and do what’s right When fixing problems- we unite! Bleeding culture shared and sucked Genocide and how it’s...mucked. Oh yes I swore, again above... Though what is it if it’s not love?