government Promises and dead Dreams
I open my eyes
to this slave-trade world,
Echoing back and forth
the pains of others before me
(always getting screwed.)
And it really won’t get any better.
This country is beginning to smell
Rotting tortured souls,
mounds of waste outside our backyards.
No wonder people would rather
sleep the day away, never leave their homes.
I feel the same way some days
(thank you for feeling the same way.)
Polluted skies fill my dreams
Vaporize my passion for life.
Just what are you spraying over our skies?
I never feel dignified
but life keeps dragging on by
Open these endless graves
Of slaves, screwed over before us
Dying for the cause,
Humiliated and ashamed.
We’re still fighting minimum wage
Health benefits and equality,
the right to teach about our culture.
Can we keep the human race alive and well?
We all agree that this is hell
but we know the worst is still to come.
I vote we sleep through it,
Let the rich fight for once
Let their children be the sacrifice
While they hunt for tomorrows’ dinner
I open my eyes, forcefully
trying to understand
What the screaming is all about
What the crying is all about
Why the pain is ever lasting
Why everything we do hurts us in the end
Metals of honor mean a painful death
(what good are we alive?)
Let the rich volunteer to lay across these mines,
kill for an unjust cause.
Leave the tears for the dead behind
until the sun comes up and I do it
All over again.
Let loose all poor examples of Presidents before
Of world wars famine greed does it mean
A pile of manure for those so blinded
so excited to start a fight they could never finish
but sell bumper stickers for.
I’ve forgotten what it felt like to shine
To be alive kicking screaming
Giving way to the revolution!
But their propaganda gets in the way
Eating at our souls, our courage
again we have nothing to live for
(I stay asleep another day.)
I grieve for the young
for the lives that will be lost in the next five minutes
If only they could sleep away like me,
Stay safe within closed eyes.
I am disturbed by a distorted sky,
chemicals are in the air
Tonight, grey and black: puff puff cough
everyone is affected,
we all suffer from restraints
branded on bleeding wrists
from government promises and dead dreams.