All the bad things
All these flowers are left here to die
Some old some frail no color... so dry
As I look out the window all I see is rain
I could only think of one word. That word was shame.
As if I would once think this feeling was true
Nothing can change it. Not me not you
Take a walk with me, and tell me it’s all right
Because I want you to see what’s going on in our life
Do you see family hurting children? Does it seem far?
Friends aren’t real; they stab backs and say they care
I don’t think that’s right, what about you?
Oh I see… right… there’s nothing we can do…
******** the world and ******** it some more
That all we can do with this destruction and war
Because all we are doing is making the world hate
But I guess it was meant to happen, it was its terrible fate
Some people are judged by the way we all look
What would you think if you could judge a book?
Books aren’t people. We have lives
A wonderful person is hiding deep inside
We have choices we have our lives
Why try being like someone? And wear a disguise?
Take for example Jorge bush and john Howard
John is licking Bush’s boots… why be like a coward?
The Iraqi war isn’t ours to fight.
So why be like him and be hated with all might?
Ill tell you why, fighting is power and power is success
So he’d rather have all that and he’d rather kill the rest
Political discussion oh what could be worse?
All those who criticize about relational births
Shut the ******** up, would you rather be us the same?
Oh yeah that would be great, everyone with the same name
GOD DON’T YOU SEE we weren’t meant to be right
That’s why were different from every point of light
Nothing the same as it was once before.
But we have to stop this killing… stop all this war.
16.feb 08
Hippy Helena Community Member 
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