When it All Falls Down
"i watch out my window as the noon bell rings
it stings my ears with memory of hustling out the door.
addressing the flag with a sudden motion to the head
met with dead only threw family members age or sickness
told to beat this and feed this country into subtle bliss
questioning every lesson and moral I've learned
metal earned... messed with Nemesis's and Friends no mental burns
i had no idea what i would see...
to some ignorance is simply key"
sentimentally rise
cries of the innocent ring in demise
guns shatter, deceive the simpletons decently laid out path
shatter and trash life's math divides many and joins others to kill
practiced only preaching so arm chair activists can gloat
while the souls tend to float until caught in the web of misconception
repp'n thrill set lifestyles burn a hole in emotion and soul
control over vast population blurs the common goal
virtues thrown into the fog of war, arguments aimed at next door
rape victims flee from civil troop disorder emotions left sore
stereophonic waves carring bomb threats even far north
and dropping locations, lucifers cry is outraged and set forth
birds are turned to steel, while the suite and ties sip tonic
and almost electronic war wheel turns slowly
in deaths skeletons hand pulling direction
a section of soul sanctum is rumbled to satisfaction
when it all falls down... this.. our nation...contrary to popular vote
never seems to leave on a good note
"A bullet bit my side...
the nightmare some consider a joyride ended not too badly..
my July was spent resting and crutching around... once clutching memories, fade
its debated that i was told too much, but they disregarded info as jaded
the kins folded arms took fold and court room whispers dissipated"
"i know whatt some people have seen and done
but hey!...Training camp never really was fun"
"I've served for nothing other than what i "thought" was right...
not by the the gun,blade or fist... but by this streets street lamp glow
our life is might."
-The conflict between the very natures of our own angels...
should never leave the world torn