Not Sure Why

Written in 2005. No specific date on it.

Mother mother mother You need to stop your cryin Brother brother brother Stop goin to war an fightin Sister Sister Sister, You can now stop trying      It’s not something   You can understand           Trust me baby, You are now the man   Lean in a little more    Give me your hand      Do as I tell you to We can rule the land    Hurry up to wait, Grab us a shovel Find the perfect place Then work a double   Built or break, just dig Everyone gets a grave      They’re already lost. There’s nothing to save Trust me pretty baby I’m not lyin, they’re dead The nightmare escaped your head It became a real and tactile thing           Now we’re all we have left           We can steal what we wish       There’s no such thing as theft       No government surviving now               There’re no leeches left Goodbye, father, mother brother We bid thee farewell, sad kin Dehydrated from too much crying Killing is no longer a sin All the love must come From somewhere deep within          We must come together Work together, slave together             If we don’t, we’re lost             We’d be dead forever     We can’t have that happen       I can’t sense the weather Everything just seems dark Not because I’m blind But the sun is hiding We’ve not the time to find Our daily bread is waiting Waiting for the grind        I’m not sure what to say I wish I knew what to tell you Sweetie it all comes down to       The truth, we’re screwed.         The other planets won’t            Sustain life that’s new            Foreign countries and      All humans have died too

Reviews

[Brenda Sue]

Very deep. Wonderfully penned. Great job.

[Kimmee Jean]

The line "Grab me and you a shovel" sounds a bit off to me, kind of a bump in the rhythm but great work other wise...be careful for your comma usage because i think you might be missing one or two but i dont like to nit-pick

Great work

KEEP ON TRUCKIN'!

Risa Jean