11 July 2012
Oh the sky was once clean but every human has a dream
Recless minds seem to chocke with engergy goes smoke
60 seconds brings new life 60 seconds ends the wife
Overcrowded empty plains, turn away & feel their pain
In steel arms they trust little bodies turned to dust
Silent whispers with their knives, in the night they take our lives
Golden noes groes and groes but empty pockets really shows
Does black get one and white get 2 or is the problem just with you.....
The Problems • Opuss № I