Our World
but preservation of self is a worldy desire.
Dark want turns to need and culture's perspire,
not blood. not love.
but drops of deep greed,
prideful nation's only joins satan's creed.
stand up and rise rise
take off the guise of men who talk but seldom are wise
let a man come forth who lets his good heart guide,
to him our hope stands and our arms outspread wide...
This world..
Hooking young minds on ethical suicide
engulfed in media outlets and dangerous lies
a wasteland will always survive, and
worldy desires will not cease to thrive..
hard to kill something that turns off the lights
The world needs our people.
& flames consume air
and like the flames this world doesn't care
they have lost minds of their own..
world controlling and trying to clone
army's of malice
one soul at a time
create the coffer for one anti-divine
in this age
material prisoners artificially praise
creating a maze for generations yet to be raised
good works are replaced and to be saved by grace?
World filled with eons of haze
but with power, through haze one can sift
with power one preaches and receives god's great gift
with power comes change and change can evolve
this world has created problems it will never solve.
Copyright © Skye Launs | Year Posted 2009
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