Sick World In Chaos

My hands are tied I cannot speak Although my heart cries out For the starving weak and the meek The inocents caught up in war Corrupt worl leaders Rotten to the core Those struggling to live I have so much love to give The abuse of children old people And aninimals That can't speak for themselves I feel your pain It cuts and slashes my heart Like razor rain My heart has cried an ocean of tears Over the years For those who dwell on the cold unhospitable streets The menatly ill those who can't even afford shoes for they're feet While the greedy rich and powerful in they're ivory towers Scoff from the same troth they greedly squable and eat Foder they don't really need So many hungry other mouths to feed The evil pharmacutical companies who want us to be sick And hide natural cures brainwashing the public While making us sick with they're wicked tricks The powerful puppoet masters who hide in the shadows Spewing out filth by slings and arrows Rasist hate over colour of skin It's not the colour But the poerson within Black or white what does it really matter I hear the idle chatter and gossip From poison gnorant lips I feel for the suicidle hanging on by they're finger tips I cry for the babbies who are murdered and die bever asked to be born And I ask why? The injustic malice barbarism the supression and persicution Foolish nationalism pride and retribution The Earth is dying It's weary and tired Open your heart and mind To all transpired. I care do you?. Peter Dome. Copyright2019.