Concrete Jungle; a Game Preserve
Concrete jungle; a game preserve
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Muffled echoes drift unheard
Sentient shadows shift not seen
Vivid colors in perfusion splayed
Across the white castle walls
Nutritional content is zero
Please step up to the drive through
The other windows are closed
So who do you blame
For a culture's erosion
Just ask the victims of yesterday
And tomorrow
The answer goes like this
"I blame society and the man
Who made me as a bastard"
Yet in an embraced ignorant state
The cycle of pain and destruction
Goes on and on
Sound and light in unison
Its over, payday twenty two dollars
That lady had three young kids
And they were fatherless too!
Oh well, it seems remorse is absent
In your oh so limited vocabulary
It's much easier to pull a trigger
Than to punch a time clock
The garbage ridden streets
Of a bloody naked city
Abandoned by reason
Swell and erupt every minute with rage
The twilight of night is pierced
By scream's of predator's and prey
Turmoil and malicious strife
Becomes heart breaking reality
On a polluted mudball called earth
Insanity reaches a boiling point
And hell is burstg at its seams.
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Copyright © Edward Ford | Year Posted 2010
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