A little ditty I wrote about the state of affairs in the world, or not, or just about war in genreral, shit, I don't know where this stuff comes from, but I hope you enjoy.
The home of the brave is blinded by haze while nuclear winter blocks out the sun rays I can't just sit back afraid of the day so I turn my home into a barricade Before I'm taken out by disease and gases carried with the breeze onto the masses I'm seeing demons Angels burning, screaming everything is decieving so I'm grieving for the death of my mind wonder if I got the time to write this rhyme Scriptures I deliver scribbled in ink Words sure to disturb cause I'm on the brink unable to think without a few drinks and some grass to pass it has to be the last thing I do while I'm on my ass but until then I'll record some pages of this strangeness and wonder what the missiles range is and can they contain it War, huh that's what we're living for have this but want some more protect kids and pray for yous when the bombs drop we hit the floor Political minds spout rediculous lies I'm trying to find a good rock to hide behind Fine, fuck it I'll just duck quick we didn't ask for this but tough shit When the chemicals spray just tuck and zip all you terrorists can suck a dick sick and twisted killing fills your wish list man to man you get your ass kicked so you prey on innocent like a punk bitch God never asked you to kill in his name admit it, ya'll just maim chasing fame exploit our system it's the reason you kill? but ya'll are misled misjudge our will I don't believe in war until bloods on my steps then it's what I live for protecting what's left send you straight to hell stung with regret until the bell rings bringing my last breath War, huh that's what we're living for have this but want some more protect kids and pray for yous when the bombs drop we hit the floor Missiles shooting at innocent people polluting and looting kill for your steeple (Let's do this) Sifting through the remains of arms, legs and brains target was maimed hard hit, but largely contained bulldozing homes grabbing em by the throat adding fuel to the fire taking people's hope (I know) Obsession with weapons chemical, nuclear testing would come back to get us I'm stressing, guessing there's not a pretty end when men, women and sin send a bomb strapped to a kid kill some innocent (shit) I'm seeing demons mixed with North Koreans won't be long till Kim Jong bombs can't we all have freedom? Starving Africans, 12 yr old savages catastrophe, life is passing them filling children with killing it doesn't have to be Not if we treat everybody as a brother bring everyone peace and as people we'll govern War, huh that's what we're living for have this but want some more protect kids and pray for yous when the bombs drop we hit the floor
PJ
@Copyright January 2007 Prescott Johanson
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