Sorrow
06-13-2006, 09:09 PM
This is a poem i wrote about the problems i see in the world today.. It's heavily opinionated and i'll except all feedback. Good or bad...
Ball Of Lies
We're floating on a ball, a massive ball of lies, denying one another, protecting what we hide. Killing for our freedom without the blink of an eye, the terrorist you seek is lurking deep inside. So feed the fear that drives you so you can back the one, who's killing everybody beneath the Eastern sun.
"Everybody Is Equal" but that phrase has run its course as the homeless man lays dying while the rich man drives his pourche. Now some of us are Christian while some of us are Jews yet the colour of our skin, determines who will lose. Still the Western world glows brightly with the stars out on display, stepping on the little people all along the way; "Love everyone around you and the poor people who die!" she says as she picks up her Oscar and her million dollar prize. Starving babies on the news will make the odd man care, but only for a second until the image disappears. And the media will tell us that everything's alright, adding to the ball which spins on into the night. It takes one person to notice but many more to care about this ball of lies, which surrounds us everywhere.
Ball Of Lies
We're floating on a ball, a massive ball of lies, denying one another, protecting what we hide. Killing for our freedom without the blink of an eye, the terrorist you seek is lurking deep inside. So feed the fear that drives you so you can back the one, who's killing everybody beneath the Eastern sun.
"Everybody Is Equal" but that phrase has run its course as the homeless man lays dying while the rich man drives his pourche. Now some of us are Christian while some of us are Jews yet the colour of our skin, determines who will lose. Still the Western world glows brightly with the stars out on display, stepping on the little people all along the way; "Love everyone around you and the poor people who die!" she says as she picks up her Oscar and her million dollar prize. Starving babies on the news will make the odd man care, but only for a second until the image disappears. And the media will tell us that everything's alright, adding to the ball which spins on into the night. It takes one person to notice but many more to care about this ball of lies, which surrounds us everywhere.