Untold

Sometimes I think hard My brains go to slumber My thoughts wander The sad times same times I write not sometimes Words untold of the cries in every sunrise of the truth-coated lies of the citiy's fake fries As untold. Allow me if right To speak of the dark in the night The stain on the white The malice in the eyes Of bleeding hearts Of wasted innocence Of bloody glory Of drugs, bugs and thugs Of politics with benefits. Let me speak to the world Of the stories untold Of the hungry in the city Of the terror in the land Of the corruption in the blood Words untold so sad Let all hear of it, not time bad. Let the untold give hope and stop the war Let new seeds grow Illuminate the darkness Cure all sickness Feed the hungry Calm the angry Let the untold be told In black and bold In pictures and sound In the sky and on the ground Let it be told of the untold