My heart hurts when I think of this world
slowly slipping into Satans grasp
And I gasp at the pain
Barbaric insane
Cruel intentions war inventions
Pushing cures not preventions
Perverse degraded
Peace invaded
Life downgraded
Treated like rats
Chased by cats
Fat cats who sell weapons
And start wars with greedy paws
Sharpened claws Who scratch laws
Counting money seeking more
Rotting from the core
No need for the poor
Hiding behind lies
That stifle the cries
You can see it on their face
Plastic grace
Pull the string here's the thing
It's not sincere It's an acts
Pre recorded people pleasing tracks
Empathy is sparse
It's a farce
Each one they wear a mask
A different one for ever task
Then they bask in the glory of their lies
And deceit then repeat
They pull the ground out from your feet
But we are not beat
We are strong and decency is ripe and ready
For the fight
Don't underestimate polite
Love in your soul
The real sort
That which is pure it will empower
It will question every fraction As you stand
and every action you have planned
It will enrich it will endure
It will seep into your core
Peace will sooth your fears
It will soak up all your tears
It will cleanse it will renew
And calm will be with you
It will wrap around your skin
And soak within
And love will win.