Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Old Poem from God Knows When

I believe this beauty comes from way back in 8th grade. I'm resurrecting it just to prove to y'all how much I suck.

MEGIDDO

All is quiet inside the city,
The broken streets are filled with pity,
A dying trait without a name,
Never felt this kind of shame,

There is no bigger loser than me,
Living off the broken economy,
Not sure what truth is,
But I know mine is bigger than his,

What is wrong with kids these days,
They don't play the games we played,
Crime is only personified,
In every tear they never cried,

I never thought this would happen,
I don't know how to begin,
Every thought inside my head,
Never felt this close to dead,

See the people on the streets,
Destroying every one they meet,
Look at the blood on the wife,
Trying to hide the bloody knife,

This sad world is prepared for war,
I just can't take it anymore,
The only thing we fought for,
Is another casualty of war,


What is wrong with kids these days,
They don't play the games we played,
Crime is only personified,
In every tear they never cried,

I never thought this would happen,
I don't know how to begin,
Every thought inside my head,
Never felt this close to dead,

People looking for a fight,
There is no more source of light,
Feel the hatred,
From the monsters that we bred,

My nightmares terrify me,
Too bad it's just reality,
I tried to fake it,
But I couldn't make it.

What is wrong with kids these days,
They don't play the games we played,
Crime is only personified,
In every tear they never cried,

I never thought this would happen,
I donft know how to begin,
Every thought inside my head,
Never felt this close to dead,

Why do they do this,
Is this world so helpless,
All our safety petrified
On the day that freedom died,

What the hell is going on,
What is right and what is wrong,
Everyone around me,
Is not what they're supposed to be,

What is wrong with kids these days,
They don't play the games we played,
Crime is only personified,
In every tear they never cried,

I never thought this would happen,
I don't know how to begin,
Every thought inside my head,
Never felt this close to dead,

What is wrong with kids these days,
They don't play the games we played,
Crime is only personified,
In every tear they never cried,


I never thought this would happen,
I don't know how to begin,
See the blood running down my head,
Thanks to you now I'm dead,

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