So much hating playing games
Picturesque lives held in frames
While we keeep on stomping through black and white film rolls
Its history repeating ,..a story never to be told
How is this fair to be held captive in a world of lies
Told all our lifetime society rules untill we hear childrens cries
Where are the ones holding out hands
To help one another in heart wrenchingly desperate lands
Where is the justice for punishment based on media lies
You look away when the broken ones stare into your eyes
Lifes just to good for you to be giving a thought for screwed up systems
Like poverty,wars for oil,aids,starvation,men beating women and land mine victims
How can we sleep when outside our windows
Are the ones in need of help ,their just lost souls
How can we justfy not coming together when changes must be made
This is not just a moment,for these nightmare moments will never fade
If we don’t stand up and speak our minds
Peace and love in this world we shall never find