Peace, Not War
Falling through the ages, And this is what I see: An endless, bloody ocean, Where violence runs free.
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Falling through the ages, And this is what I see: An endless, bloody ocean, Where violence runs free.
There are mean people,. Keen people,. People that are in. Between people. There are nice people,. Rolling dice people,. People with hearts of. Ice people. There are cool people,. School people,.
Selling crazy, fueling hate, stoking fires for the irate. Sowing discord, feeding fear, spouting what they want to hear. Build a market, build a base, draw divisions built on race.
Double standards Seems to be The order of The day; Freedom of speech. What a joke.
(This is my comment on the recent diving of disturbance that has cause ripples on our peaceful pool. I hope many of you read it. And if you disagree with what I have to say... Then Unfollow me...
It's something we have always done whenever we have got worry or anxiety do we reach for the whisky bottle. No, we just have a cup of tea.
If the men of England stood in revolutions name. Would the outside world hold our government to blame. Would united nations support us in our plight.
America is a nation that I feel, with great sadness, that has never ascended to the level of greatness it has convinced itself it is made of.
#augustwriteaday Sorry I'm late folks. I'm a lover not a fighter But they push me to the edge; They make it hard to imagine There's any good left.
Dear parents, Jasmine was in a relationship with a homeless boy, Snow white lived alone with 7 men, Pinnochio Was a liar, Robbin hood was a thief, Tarzan walked around with no clothes on, A stranger...
#augustwriteaday #nightdwellers Green unpleasant septic isle Let your people down in style The pain that unemployment brings Heartache waiting in the wings Empty buildings never used Privilege has...
He was Jesus to the people He was a sacrifice to the cause... Blood spilled, his blood with no fear in his heart, no suffering in his thoughts with only tears for the weak...
Glossy magazines read of size 0 models and plastic surgery junkies with the "perfect" shape. But How can this possibly be beauty.
Do Or Don't If you kiss her, you are not a gentleman.
I'm a pebble in the centre of the earth for all to see. I put on my mask before I wake and be the man that I'm supposed to be.
The fallen leader of the pack. Sold his soul and wants it back. His body now shows too many lines. Power breeds confusing crimes in time. They've got his mind, body and soul.
I'm feeling shattered. Well my heart is. She said it doesn't matter. Well the thing is. My life's in tatters. Well my head is a mess. Yeah come on and relieve my stress.
Wind blows in my face, Rain cascades at a fast pace. Cold winds chill me to the bone, Sitting on a bench, all alone. A Drunkard sings his inaudible song, Smelling of urine and a horrible pong.
When you awake. You let out a big sigh. Here are some reasons. I'll tell you why. The postman he brings. Nothing but bills. Some over a grand. They give you the chills. Water bills rising.
They say the people that know us the least Judge us the most.... Maybe this is true Some don't have a clue. Some make an assumption all based on presumption.
A life of vice.... Decisions made by the turn of a dice Gangsters, druglords.... Being untouchable from the hands of the law Mansions, flash cars...
If only I could change the world Here is what I'd do, I'd go back to the good old days Where they were fair for me and you.
I remember reading a piece of text that inspired my greatly. It read similar to the following; I have lived opposite an elderly couple for some years now.
Fields of concrete stretch before me, The fast hum of herded traffic making their own animal noises, Sounding both rough and grisly. Farms of humans breeding Both pedigree and mongrels share a pen.