by | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry | 0 comments

Can I tell you how I feel?
lost is what I feel
before you I kneel

I’m so confused
by everybody on this planet of ours
cause all we do is fight
on that I’ve spent hours

So come with a gun or toke
make your minds up
no thank you I don’t smoke
let’s give the kids a coffee cup

Instead of a future full of adults with drunk mind
slapping their kids beating their wives
if we can see the future you can find
we need not get out the kitchen knives

Bravery came from seeing it
I’m just a man
was a time I didn’t give a dit
I just hope you all become my clan.


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