Vers Beaucoup
Keeping SCORE of those at WAR who tend to ROAR
That MORE is NEEDED as dangers' HEEDED by those CONCEDED who FIGHT for some deceptive RIGHT
Just out of SIGHT of PARITY or CLARITY
A promised LAND, the upper HAND, to UNDERSTAND
A life so BLAND with POOR excuse in CORE beliefs that never won BEFORE will REAPPEAR for those so NEAR in the Devils EAR to JUSTIFY the reasons WHY
They feel DESPAIR so must DECLARE conflict from a STARE
A RARE confession they just want PEACE so must RELEASE this injust BEAST
For crazy as it SOUNDS their war has got no BOUNDS settled on the GROUNDS of THOSE the fighters CHOSE
What will be WON when all is DONE in the fading SUN
As the GUN falls to the FLOOR can you simply IGNORE the surrounding UPROAR
You were once on TOP but when you STOP you cannot DROP the FEARS of all those TEARS
The fightings END with lives to SPEND a loss you can't PRETEND
To BEND the rules and MAKE it fit a TAKE of your creation, for the SAKE of PEACE you must learn RELEASE recognising PLEAS
What is the NEED to SUCCEED
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