What Will the World Consume
Any thing it wants
I Am asked each day
a silent vote to make
They want to know the way
That I am going to take
Where do my thought lie
With which group do I agree
Who has the power high
To decide just what will be
The numbers always have they
They claim to have a right
To do things that I say
Are wrong with all my might
angry gunshots I do hear
As the screaming sirens wail
Their angry future I do fear
Because of all the things that fail
They say numbers do not lie
I know how I feel when I see
The sad and lonely people cry
Why must this hell I am in be
Justify your moral actions
For we are all on trial
To find if your faction
Will survive the final mile
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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