Solar Flares and Moon Beams
Solar Flares and Moon Beams
All we hear are the children's screams,
Calling out for mom and dad,
Whom they know are evil and bad.
Those parents who love to hate,
Are always helping their children too late.
Teachers are concerned
About what these children have learned
From those parents of hate and lust.
They try to help the children to trust.
Policemen are here, and medics too.
Firemen shed a tear about what is true.
All we know is nothing but lies
And everything fails, but at least we try
These tears that flow freely
are nothing but failed dreaming
And we know nothing about the children who scream,
For the Solar Flares and Moon Beams
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