For Me, Myself and Us

I am so torn Like aborted babies that aren’t born Separated and thrown into a furnace To be burned up because of people’s purpose To reign as kings, Though he called them gods Little g’s With a wolf in their hearts How it howls and prowls as it goes down Deeper into the depths of death Like Smith met the West (in) Total bitterness and anger Malice crept into their fingers ‘Til they blasted off rounds And the bodies made the sound Of a tree in a forest Far from any ears The person that was closest Couldn’t even hear I hate this life because of my life How I wish I have lost it and never saw it twice I am the broken man with a broken plan Purpose to unite though He asked to divide So the dark and the light Will show who is right Please forgive the peace that man has sent Shake hands in comraderie but ignore what’s within That devilish feeling of wanting the air Hold it in it’s holiness and never treat it fair Beat it ‘til it can’t move Like the leaves prove That that air can’t be It’s gone and unseen Like they say God can’t be He’s too invisible to see I hate this life Deception and strife How he showed the miracle of the figs And yet they can’t see him How the birds sing his praise But they don’t understand what they say “Hallelujah” they sing But they hear chirp chirp and think not a thing Thank you for the ever going peace Your swords put down but your hate increase Thank you for your love You kiss the cheek but your voice echoes from beneath Your breathe, that lifeless stench Come back from the death you wretch But you wont heed my breathe So just is death. Amen