The Revolutionary Song

Just a few lyrics I scribbled down with no complete what-so-ever sense of structure.

The little kid on the sidewalk

Never got what he deserved

His family pushed him around

Whilst the anger he conserved

When praying didn't work and

Everyone turned their backs down

He grew up on his own

In an abandoned little town

He wrote down his own music 

One of the few that helped him through

And yet the judging people criticized him on that too

So he put it all together and he gave it all he had

He poured out his heart through the words he never said

He strummed a little rhythm on his broken old guitar

A sound that on the judge's hearts he engraved like a scar

And through the song the people saw the damaged boy's life too

They realized pointing fingers was a sin they always brew

A song that changed every one's life if only I could write it too

So today try to be better even if on your tongue you've gotta chew

Reviews

[deeps]

"He strummed a little rhythm on his broken old guitar
A sound that on the judge's hearts he engraved like a scar"

Such enjoyable lines I really like the 2nd one. Depth in there.
This is quite the powerful write here,
Such a wonderful flow, love the rhyme scheme as well.

[Ryan Falzon - Tymon]

:O. Very very beautiful piece of work!! the best I have read from you!!

[BlackStar]

hehehehehe so true, well done. really nice and inspiring. hug :)