The Witness

Places where good and evil play their games my minds conscious 
My light force fighting the dark sides final conflict 
The saber tooth born civil and slung then raised feral 
Grown wild 
Some human beings create terror for their own child   
Distant from peace with eyes showing pound signs 
Corrupted by shiny things and out stealing bling like they're magpies 
Left blind staring into space so they dont see the planet die
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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