Broken World
The world became broken
The moment words were spoken
An eradicating epiphany
Or perhaps a silent symphony
Life is simply a caricature of death
We're dead with our very first breath
With red tape wrapped around our minds
We're hindered by beliefs like blinds
For in this world there is no haven
Only a fiery pit for the callous and craven
And if I spark a brazen phrase
To light the path through this darkened maze
Perhaps I'll burden your illusion of life
By raising the curtain on a world full of strife
There is no justice for the homeless and poor
Because we wear injustice as if it's de rigueur
This world is just a playground for despair and wars
When corruption and greed are the government's favorite whores
All of my life I believed myself a pacifist
But in reality I was just a manic masochist
With an eradicating epiphany
Or perhaps a silent symphony
The world became broken
When inhumanity was awoken
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2016
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