"Stop" Smell The Roses"

"Open your eyes

Take a good look around

Throw down the rose tinted view

and see whats real.

Awake from a slumber of dreams conditioned, lies, traditions, and missions. 

The silence on their faces it is the kids, that should be heard

Tired vases resigned to their lot

Tired faces designed by what is not

in a world of its own dorm

in a world not recognized by endless chaos, and constant battle

9 to 5

but never alive!!

Seem to survive through the glass of steel

to be, or not, it's me, somewhat

You see, the distraught in the faces that never smile

in the paces that weigh a mile

Walking hand in hand

to the promise land

Only to a Burden on their chest,

 

Never bother to show

the reality we all know

That somethings are chancedin this long and dusted dance.

Dream to revive the truth of what is real to a one world man.

to the one horse band

That is never giving a hand

Do see what we forgot

You and me all in all, six feet tal

lOr six feet down

 

"Open your eyes, take a good look around

Throw down the rose tinted view

and see what is real.

Awake from a world that seems to spin out of control, lies, and ruthless intentions.

Means, never getting it off the ground

never hearing anyone's sound.

total loss, never a win

 

The silence of the traces

it is the kids that could be hurt

a world of fake places

a world that has taken us by a storm

in this world is criticized by secret loss,and constant hastle

9 to 5

And buried alive

Redeemed to survive,that's the deal

to be,or not to be,

it is the greed ,that is what

Do see and be taught

in the faces that never smile

in the paces that weigh a mile

Walking hand in hand

to the promise land

Burdened on their shoulders

only time, forget the rest

Never to wonder to know, of the reality that feared to deal.

Forsake the world that is' and are forever known, lies, clueless, deception

Screams a gangsta wanna be,backward hats, and saggy pants

.to be,

or to not to be 

The truth be known,  you see.

 

We are only growing older

The world outside

It's only grown colder

I cannot sleepmy bloodshot eyes reveal

A future resist is a must insist

this one world stand

there is no reprimand

In a one world clan,there is no second chance

Do not see what is not, what you and me forgot,

Forget them all, just do what is best... six feet tall

Or six under ground

 

"STOP" 

 

Open your eyes, take a good look around

 

Do you see it now?

 by Darlene