This Is Our World
This is our world
where the savage is called civilised
The well dressed man can hide his perverted nature
and posh talking woman can pretend she is not a whore
Wars can be started by a country or a nations greed
covered up there selfishness with false pretentious of greater good
The innocent are born to suffer and the wrong doers are left free
Our country's fighters shot dead at the scene
They didn't care that he was only eighteen
The rich to suck on there own wealth to help
The poor can do nothing but watch
Knifing on the street, shooting and murders shake our world
but do we look to see the reason? No we just turn and look away
The screams of the injured are left unheard or simply ignored
Children's innocence are stripped away barely before they begin to live
and the old ladies next door can not believe her eyes
Mothers and fathers at our fighters bedside while he fights for his life
Or die's of one mans selfish greed
Thousands die each day, many more follow the same way
Suffering every inch before they meet sweet peace
But do WE notice do WE care?
A young man will die in a war, while we watch T.V
Word will not even reach out ear
Ignorance
This Is OUR world, controlled by few who feed on greed
For a young man who is fighting for his life in hospital after stepping on a bomb fighting for
our country, his leg was blown off as well as his thumb and is blind in one eye.
Copyright © Crystal Wilkins | Year Posted 2010
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