The Wrong World

She calls herself his lover

But to him, she's just a whore

His friend falls to his knee,

What should he go on for?

She loves her children dearly,

But they do not love her back

He tells her, he loves her

But she thinks its whack

Why is this world

All about the fight?

We don't give a damn

Who dies for a right?

We hate those who kill

So we kill them in return

We're all hypocrites

And I guess we'll never learn

She's tired of the pain

And sick of her life

She's the one I hear

When I scream at night

I wish only for hope

That she's doesn't give up

And Takes a life away

Drowning in her tub

Tears always run

Down someone's cheek

All my heart breaks

For the humble and meek

I hold his little hand

Praying for his soul

That he won't be the one

Who has to pay the toll

So full of innocence

So pure and true

Why can't the world

Be more true blue

So dark, so cruel

With no love to show

This world is death

This I quite know

He calls her a lover

She calls herself a whore

He falls to his knees

For a friend he treasures more

She hates her children

So they suffer from her smack

She say she loves him

And he loves her back

What is wrong

With our world

Why should we

Suffer and cry anymore

Save the child

From the lies

And maybe then

Our future will survive.

-21 Sept 2005