It's a broken place,
This world we live,
It's all gone to hell....
Down upon my knees I've fell,
More than once the truth to tell,
Hands clasped o'er this broken heart,
All those walking blind, apart.
Never looking, never seeing,
Never valued, never being,
Never staying to true to self,
Thrown around, stuck on a shelf...
Stuck in ways that do not serve,
No greater good, they have no verve...
Lost and broken by this world,
All those hearts of arctic cold...
Your angels ask you to be bold,
But all these souls it seems are sold,
To serving self, its growing old...
Who is left to speak about,
The love that left, will no one shout?
Will no one scream of all the wrongs,
It's sung about, so many songs,
No-one hears the tune it seems,
Dancing to a beat unseen,
Discordant, scratching, Biting sounds,
Disconnected from the ground,
Dissociated from the earth,
Apart from she who gave them birth...
When will mankind see the way,
How many then will rue the day,
They turned their backs and walked away.
They left the truth of what is real,
Far behind, they cannot feel....
They'll never know that nothing's real....
TRANZZII GEE
10/02/2021
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