Incurable

by Kirsten   Jul 10, 2011


Where are the stars
That use to lay upon the sky
Where have they gone and when are they coming back
Drifting through the darkness
Calling , calling
Mumbling something

Replaced with mechanical hearts
Society
She painted a picture of what it use to mean

The water would flow and touch all the souls
Animals would run freely

Polluted, abused and neglected disrespected
What happened

To many questions with no answers
Lost in a world with man made disaster

Climbing the mountain have to get to the top
Who cares how you get there

Stomp , stomp , stomp,
Bleeding greed , oozing hate , drenched in deceit ,

Now shake off your suits
Shine your filthy shoes
There’s more money to make and hope to lose

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