The Way I Never Wrote Before

The way I never wrote before How can I write of love In a dying world Whose dying victims themselves Are far deprived of life Before they could ever live Is a same to the leaders If there best is all we are now How could we still live in same ways Despite we pray for a batter days All this long past times Yet we must wait Cos our request always is A quest of no change The world is dying in intoxication Even our minds are not excluded Are we meant to die this way Why was I born The way I never wrote before I was asked to be patience And never cry It looks like am strange To see how deceit is the author Of our existing existence Yet our reality keeps bleeding How can we continue living in lie Why must all we need be always Aline with fighting The profit of the wicked Is the crys of the poor The destructive ideology From the top is the devaluation Of the life's of the commoners Whose dependency is from The same direction that destroys His or her livelyhood The way I never wrote before From an innocent mind To a heart of a lion The man with a heart of God Surely will never be defeated Cos he is from the origin From the source that cleans up The mess of a devilish agenda He is different in speaking His opinions attract humanity And his actions courses him A physical attack They don't like when you don't follow You must be part of the sheep So for their power to be the only Rule to up hold if not death Will knock on our doors Do we still want to keep sleeping In the diversity of shames or Are we willing to be the humans We are meant to be The way I never wrote before Don't forget the power in you Remember you got powers too You can change your mind You can change a dying world If you soul will You don't deserve less You are part of the universe So bleed but live Speak cos you will die too You don't have to be liked Just to die in shame Do all you can to save your love Cos the redemption of mankind Is not in the hands of greedy ones