Saturday, July 14, 2012


Feeling a certain way, I might cry
Remember the night the earth cried?
Too much love is non existent 
No more than understanding is limited 
It was never our fault, I blame my father
What these broken men do to our daughters
And brothers and sisters and friends
I'm not so sure it has an end
Could be like Islam and go on forever
From never, and never doesn't exist
Except to fulfill some human need for a mystery
While on your knees, begging forgiveness for your obscenities
If love was enough, we'd all make it out 
But there's too many lies, mirages and self doubt
Educations focus on war instead of science
Lost an ear, a child and my mind to the violence 

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