Savage Times
When man committed many crimes
He could not see and would not hear
Refused to stop his reign of fear
On he went... destroying all
Oblivious to natures call
When underneath a burning sun
He had no choice...but run
Run he did, he could not hide
As demons screamed from deep inside
And every way in which he'd turn
The man he failed to learn
That if he'd followed his own heart
The Essence of his very start
He might have changed and thrived again
Avoid a world of pain
But he the weak, curled up and cried
Pathetic on the day he died
The self appointed king of all
Was nothing at his fall
And when the wind swept him away
Rain fell on this very day
Cleansing earth in natures name
It washed away mans shame
Ian, I enjoyed reading this one, thanks for posting it.
ReplyDeleteThanks John :)
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