Addiction

*addiction* Men die Young For your sake The young no longer see vision Because of you The adult no longer have dreams For your sake Grave is now wealthy For your sake Our children have no hope for the future Because of you You intoxicate my flesh Even when the spirit is willing The flesh is weak The more I seek answers The more questions I get Before my bare eyes You massacre my destiny And feed my purpose to the vultures Am dying slowly And am helpless I cry flood of tears But seems you have no sympathy I might smile but am bleeding inside Oh addiction! Who can save me? Who can hear my silent cry? Who can answer my many questions? Well, Am on my way to mount Zion So get ready to be citizen of Golgotha ©Boi_soma