Soul on fire fueled by deceit, insanity assumed power while fear controls our streets. Who can we follow when there's no one left in charge. Despite quiet whispers repeating another dead end.
I remain heartbroken but chest is still beating hard. Miserable at best hearing echoing confessions, self neglecting guilt, war is supposed to fight for a cause. This will never be over the world’s conflicts won't ever end.
Some will argue against anyone, it's like pissing in the wind. Always has something to say just stop no one cares. Riots consume towns, every politician says you can trust me. They swear everything's okay then why are people still suffering?
Toxic lies in the air as government enforces suffocation, oxygen everywhere, but there's mandatory mask asphyxiation. Plenty air out there, but not allowed to breath. Sacrifice any thing willing for a war not worth our nation bleeding.
the ocean's my play ground
and pretty days there I be found
I come from the land of pirates and drug runners
but now days I thinks fishin is funner
6 days off shore, my vision a tunnel
while all me mates puke on the gunnel
I cackle and gives the boyz a nod
and holdz tightly to me'z fishin rod
I'z drinkin me'z rum and tea
but then I reel-I'z I need'z to pee
I move a boy'z head, and puts da rod on the gunnel
and unzipps me center pocket for the bladder funnel
so while I was holdin the dong
I see'z "I got a fish on!"
oh how it gave me'z the joys
I caught that fish while pissin on dim boys
by Capt. Mike
ps I glad that fish didn't bite me other pole!