Modern Conflict

by Michael Shrawder   May 28, 2009


My mind weeps for the ones who have lived in the dark
My mind weeps for those who step on the innocent
My mind weeps for the innocents

The wounds of a life time can't be healed with a mirror
It only splinters at the sight of them

If we fight fire with fire
-The world will burn
in hate
in envy

Uniting the world with arms?
Don't build a bridge
-out of currency
Blasphemies are useless

In the end
We never get to choose

In the end we never truly live

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