A Disposable Life
To change people’s minds on what a human life is worth, is the change I desire for us all.
Life to its core is hope and dreams,
Where there was life, memories will stand.
And as long as there is life, there’s a chance for a better world, full of light.
So why must we think,
That a price could be set.
Why must we think,
That a life is worth cents.
Unless you, can awaken the dead
DON'T YOU EVER place a price on a head.
A life isn’t worth
All the gold in the world.
A life isn’t worth
All the happiness and joy.
A life isn’t worth
All the power in the heavens
Nor the fear in hell. No!
A life is worth, so much more.
As long as there is life
There is a chance, and there is hope.
And we have no right!
To put a price,
On something so true and beautiful
That could never be brought back.
So I hope that we can all see,
Taht there is no such thing as a disposable human life!
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