Wings of a Phoenix
Pretty bird fall away
Pretty bird come and play
God made us out of clay
But we don’t give a shit not even a prayer of thanks
We live in a world where I don’t care is the cool
We live in a world when not giving a fuck is praised
Killing our brothers and sisters
For what?
Power among the sexes and race?
The world is going bleak
I look up and everyone’s on their screen
Were phone freaks
And whispers of “oh shit did you see”
“This bitch is wearing two different shades of pink”
We’re more caught up with whose linked with who
Not a care about the African kids
Who don’t know when they’ll get their next food
Rape is at an all time high
We’ve got judges that claim to rise
But how can they when they are the rapists half the time
The gay community is considered to be thriving
Well then how come 25% is only surviving
Kids being ripped from mothers
Well where are the pro life supporters
The world is a battlefield
And we’ve become the soldiers of life
Desanitized to guns, cannons, and knives
Any type of violence is almost always emphasized
But no one cares, not even a blink of an eye
Evil is a necessity but that ain’t for me
I’m not a sister, not here for it
I’m a comrade of love and an enemy of hate
The world has gone to shit but the hopeless cases are the ones worth the save
Pretty bird falls away
Pretty bird won’t come out and play
Instead the Phoenix from the ashes will shine its ray
Ill be damned if this place goes to waste
This is my home
And yours too
Time to fight, I am done with feeling disgraced
-Sophia Ramos
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