Thursday, December 1, 2016

Broken

Darkness fills this world to the seems
Nightmares are no longer the thing of dreams
The pain that it causes runs so deep
It looks like all light, away, has seeped

Each day more die for worthless pursuits
Hoping that violence will produce lasting fruits
Bullets rain down and hate takes wing
And we all start to learn why the caged bird sings

The lies we believe choke our reality
Isolating ourselves causing collective depravity
Broken people crumbling to dust
Consumed by gods of pride, envy, and lust

Hope is fleeing from terrors of the night
Looking for relief, but finding poisoned light
Vanguards killing those they protect
From labors of life and love they defect

Knees bloody and broken from hallow prayers
Seeking freedom from worldly affairs 
Beat down to the point of utter desperation 
But this total surrender might prevent damnation

A guide wading to us through the mire
Voice of rushing water, eye of fire
The darkness burns within his gaze
My tounge can't help but utter his praise

The blood he gave will give us life
Eternatly secure, but filled with strife
The flesh still writhes against my soul
But I know I am destined to be whole


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