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Karma is a b***h
But when God hates you what are you suppose to do?
How can we compete against the “Almighty”?
He seems to have out for us
Is it our faults or our parents’ for putting us on this world?
Am I another tortured soul to get the brunt of it so others can live their carefree lives?
We, the millions who hurt day in and day out and have been chained to a knife, to mend what you who hurt the earth do.
We, the people who live with in Africa and don’t have an education,
We, the slaves,
we, the weak,
we, the bullied,
we, the freaks,
we, the depressed,
we, who have lost,
we, who have suffered for a dying cause,
we, who go through pain to do the right thing,
we, the people with aids,
we, the homeless,
we, the crazy,
we, who need help,
call out everyday in hope that some one will hear us and have pity on our broken lives
wishing for betterment of our treatment
but knowing better
for hope means putting our hearts to be beaten back again and again from disappointment.
So don’t tell me to shut up
Don’t ignore our plea
For we will know
We see it in your eyes; your lying eyes
Will you feel guilt when you see one of us?
Or will you turn a blind eye to our presence?
So dream your sweet dreams
Live your good lives
And don’t spoil your pretty little thoughts with us
I am sure we don’t deserve it
And we sing, we sing our sad song for the world to hear
- by inking the world |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/05/2011 |
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- Title: Our Poor Souls
- Artist: inking the world
- Description: i dont like the title please offer suggestions.
- Date: 02/05/2011
- Tags: poor souls tortured
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