Blind Behind and Unkind

BLIND, BEHIND AND UNKIND Don’t tell me about Hell because I’ve been there and back Don’t tell me about Heaven because I’ll never see it’s gates Don’t tell me something is white when I know it’s black And things won’t change until my misery abates When this world changes it’s wicked ways When the universe decides to change its mind When everything I see are in shades of gray Until then I’d rather be blind Blind to the b*stards who do unspeakable things Blind to the ones who don’t give a damn Blind to what corruption and that which power brings And government agencies are no longer a sham I think about my grandson and pray for his tomorrow I think about the world I’ll leave behind I think about how he’ll wrestle with sorrow And what kind of peacefulness will be left for him to find So please don’t waste your time telling me Heaven awaits To me that’s b*****t, a story, a tale told by lies Don’t speak to me of angels because it’s now far too late So I’ll just sit somewhere and await for the righteous ones to arise © 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~