con caving destruction

Tue, 03/11/2014 - 00:05 -- poet14

Bones vibrate from surprising guilt
Eyes shut so tight their entire body turns ill
Hands grabbing every piece of lint inside that pocket
Throats fight suffocating from a too-tight locket
An entire blanket of skin looks grainy,  somewhat like bubble wrap goose bumps form
A.head.is twisted doesn't look close.enough to society's norm
Mangled tangled wrongly angled strangled
suffocate too late can't wait death from hate
This world.is a.game & every pawn is placed
Amoung those who hate.
Thrown into a drench of lust,  evil trust & mangled rust
today is just the beginning of tomorrows suffering
Just a crumb of what a new deaths technology brings
We.r all afraid.of.tonight & find hope in the.morning sun
But the.Sun a.an explosive that drops when we think .this war is won 
Casualties & death rates rise & they mite as.well discuss it on  Mars.Because tomorrow morning its gonna reach that far 
Stop selling bullets so no one can fire a gun
Stop passing out knives & weapon to everyone
U see.the 100 graves being dug up
U see the death rates climbing up 
But still no one will give.it up
This.is the worst hurricane. The worst gang fight 
This is.The worst kind.of. life 
Our sons are walking to school & being slaughtered 
Playing on the swing set people kept taking the rest of the world's daughters 
And here sits mothers.& fathers.
Still processing the amount of hurt and pain 
So they stand against & plan revenge
But it never stops so it cycles.again and again 
Here we r on the battle field maybe.we're.towards the ending of this
And we drop our weapons & wipe the blood & wonder.what started it
What small slice of dislike
turned.into the deadlier poison 
But then again knowing the beginning. Isn't going to end it
So we stop & think if we'll continue to kill 
But the question is - if we don't  stop it who will?  

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