Civil War

It seems there is a civil war we always have to fight

Between presidents and civilians

Democrats and Republicans

Black and White

Illegal immigrants

What is the right side of the line?

When will the people of power see that life needs to be lived?

There is still more we can give

More than money, more then material needs

Yet we all need shelter from this bad weather

We need a foundation that can last forever

Truth it was built wrong from day one here in America

When we refused to complement the primary natives

Instead the first ones captured people for slaves

Got in bed with all the females

Many children left for dead

They say its just part of war in the end

It seems there is a better way

Yet we refuse to face

The unknown peace waiting for our embrace

It seems there are many battles still left to be won

Now the war is transformed between enemies like PTSD and other mental disease, and the gun

Husbands killing own wife and children

School kids dying from bullets that glisten

While running off to have an affair with his mistress

Women assaulted as they jog only to be found in the cornfields

Humans are succumbing easier to all the weakness

I am no different and in the end the war is once again transformed

Two different enemies stand facing each other in the storm

Angel and demon

God and Devil

Good and evil

A civil war that was behind the scenes all along

Sometimes its out of our hands

Bigger things make the commands

Its not always easy to understand

As I sit and watch our love drown in the quicksand

We used to be in love, we used to be stronger in the storm

Slowly we faded away in the civil war.