While We Stay Silent

While we stay silent The fight is going on. In Chicago, Los Angeles, New York The West Indies And the Lebanon All over the world There is a tale to tell Of some living in paradise Whilst others live in hell. Its not a random stumble Nor a twist of faith,But a master plan. By those who seek power Over those who plod along Its not an illusion, but what is felt When we are blessed with riches But cannot share the wealth But what is ego without a plan? What is salvation, when we fail to understand? Reparation of the soul is a must If its redemption we seek And god we trust When reality rears its ugly head When babies are born And cannot be fed When wars are started And nothing is said About the wounded, paralysed and the dead Mothers lie down and plea. Gun powder crying out in the atmospher,. Tormenting my ear. Some even bow down on bent knees. They feel the pain and ask for mercy. In the anguish and suffering , they bite the dust. The TV the object Perpetuating the fact That humanity has taken a detour On a roundabout When we fail to act. From the lack of knowledge We fail to see That when we are united We end depravity. To grow and prosper, in pastures green That what was hidden is now seen The truth for what it is. When we exist, and fail to live. When they are taking, and cannot give. Of time and thinking. Of mutual living, coexisting. With love and hope Not based off trickery and false hope.