Rage of Souless War

What is your problem? What are you staring at?

Keep gawking at me, and I'll snap your neck in two!

I'm sick of the empty eyes of hypocrisy I'm glancing at,

I do see the soul of others, but all too few.



Fads, pop music, and the government, all too controlling,

Many lives and ideas are lost in this fight,

This war of unholy consequences of the fad army, enrolling,

Marching to the drums of agony this night.



Their music blares in annoyance, but mine is stronger,

Pure hatred overrules their noise and leaves them powerless,

Their retreat is sounded, marching back to hell, lines longer,

As the sound fades, and I relax; nevertheless...



I know a day will come when they take me,

Control me, strip away my humanity, and individuality,

I know I can't always be free,

And I will lose my sanity.



They may kill me...

But, I will never fear them.

View ers's Full Portfolio