London Bridge Isn't The Only Thing Falling

London Bridge Isn't The Only Thing Falling

A Poem by The Lovely Sound Of Crashing
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It's hard to be optimistic with all this BS. Argh... ._.

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I was born and raised during a stage and age,
When rap took it to the chicks and chains.
Brainwashed for dames,
Inject the need for fame,
We want strippers on poles and a big bank roll!
We used to smoke longer than those cookin charcoals.
Life was a party and I wish it would have froze,
But that ignorance went!
Diminished like exploding helium blimps.
Naw, it wasn't the Hindenburg,
But according to Nostradamus it was the crashing of metal birds,
Into two steel brothers
That crumbled like the foundations of angry ex-lovers.
And war came about and the s**t was a rush,
Friends I knew were joining the army to kick some butt!
I used to think those people deserved it for messin' with America,
They should know better than to throw our people into hysteria!
We'll bury ya, once we enter your area.
Desert eagles, not the guns, but the planes that are bombing ya!
Your prey to us! Don't play with us! You start a fuss, and your numbers up!
Elevators shooting these martyr bombers straight to heaven,
Exploding just to get their 40 women!
I used to think it was so stupid of em,
I was like "Wow, are people really that dumb for a religion?"
But with my knowledge on psychology I found that they were conditioned,
So I checked over America's background, or whatever they chose to mention.
I started learning about conspiracies and scandals,
Other sick ways our USA has handled... lower countries that weren't threats,
And how we used their misery to get outta debt.
I learned about the history of a monster,
And we label ourselves a nation of hero's, I'm murmuring "impostor."
Like foster parents, abusing the countries we adopt.
No wonder we're so comfortable, we're the dominatrix on top.
Flew through religion courses, hating on politics,
Programmed society, starting with the kid flicks.
And now the army commercials are all on TV,
And I'm wondering why everyone's in the army but me!
I changed my preference of music to that which opens up my mind state,
And I choose to do something to lower this death rate.
But with the way the hates spread,
Like butter on bread,
It ain't healthy, but people prefer to put bullets in "conditioned" enemy heads.
And the condition gets worse,
As the economy gets hurt,
Everyone's jumping into the army to get whatever's left of America's worth.
And it's hard to find work,
And we're all going berserk,
Heard about a shooting the other day about a homicidal store clerk.
Could this be what some say is "Hell on earth?"
What happened to the natural deaths after birth.
I want to believe it's better,
But the news makes it sound like we're all cursed!
And I want to just scream!
This can't be how life was meant, this is all a bad dream....

© 2008 The Lovely Sound Of Crashing


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I like some of your analogies. This brings to mind alot of important issues I've thought about. I'm still angry about some of the things with the army and all that stupid s**t...but anger won't solve it, and I guess I don't know what will. But thanks for sharing these thoughts.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

There is nothing I can say that hasn't already been said. This is amazing, the way you get people to think and how you write with such emotion and energy And even better its about actual current events....I really admire that about you. Awesome job Ren. :]

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow...this was amazing. the way you made me think about the things that happen and how we live these days.
"But with the way the hates spread,
Like butter on bread"
damn...isnt that the truth. its like f-u im gunna kill you cause u looked at me! anywayze....very nice write...i liked reading it!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What a stunning write in the world we live in, complete chaos reigns, and you have chosen some
powerful words to convey how its all changed from war to work,

Flew through religion courses, hating on politics,
Programmed society, starting with the kid flicks.
And now the army commercials are all on TV,
And I'm wondering why everyone's in the army but me!

Fantastic flow throughout, I could hear this being sung so clearly.
Really strong write and one I expect many will relate too.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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