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Wrongs

The way it is today I must say So much hate Of late Such a sad fate People crying over wrongs in the past Things that did not even then last Lifes that were torn Before we were even born Fighting over what they believe Words hidden beneath the sleeve Such a disgrace Cause we are all the same race Words become stone When your all alone Watch what you say It is the new way Feelings becoming easy to hurt By someone not curt Your life is better than mine My light never did shine Just standing in line Wasting time Writing this rhyme Watching the world go up in smoke With fear the world starts to choke I will have another toak Watching the war machine start coming alive All that jive That powers that be Can no longer see What is right for us Giving us reasons to fuss Hiding tomorrow With our own sorrow By making us have to beg and borrow So many without a home Left to roam So many hiding behind a locked door Afraid those without, may want a little more Just to get by Do it or die The harder we try The anger starts to simmer The light becomes dimmer I want this I want that Some just sit there and get fat The poor pulling their dinner out of their hat The hungry crying out for more Closer draws this war We fight among ourselves For imaginary wealths We let our hearts grow cold Or souls, sold Hate Fate Way too late We fight with each other No time for our brother Love starts to smother The fire Gets higher Spreads across the land Alone we each stand Each tick of the clock More guns cock More hearts start to lock Directing our attention away From what's really going on today Misdirection with news that is fake Giving us the wrong direction to take So the more bad decisions we make The war among us remains unseen so far But sticks to us like tar Building up with each day Cannot trust what anyone has to say This is the new way I see What could be What is coming around Our hands become bound Blind becomes our eyes This is the time of lies My heart cries War Finds our door War of hate Is now our fate No reason to ask why Every reason to die As fire burns the sky To late we see How things really be They held our attention so long On things we thought were wrong Did not see till too late This change of fate Brought on by hate

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