Tainted RAGE
We Live in A World where Our Teens want to leave.Where People vomit from merciful pains,bleed,and heave.
Where words of Wisdom's get voiced and torn down.
Where Our Children cry by darkness and frown.
Where talent is considered psychotic,suffocates,or grows.
In Our Place in time;where Wars We create Knows...
Peace is no where;not even glimmering in Our sight.
Still all We do is fuss,drink,lust,argue,moan and fight.
Destruction high,violence accepted,and murders peaked.
The word of God and A Bible;utterance is rated at weak.
In Schools I once learned Rome fell due to perfection.
When will this stop moving in the negative direction.
Some People making fun of Anyone We consider glad.
Ripping down the pillar of truth to choose the bad.
My tainted rage is what some People want to see.
If You can't change;Then I believe You will just let Us Be.
Is it really to late to build a better Quality of life to view?
Nothing Changed is nothing gained for The Image Due.
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