Aim and reload
We are strangers.
Caged by knowledge.
Minds in mystery.
Encouraged by despair.
Guided by voices.
Lifes under attack
Violence is fear.
Modern prisoners of war.
Surrendered too soon.
With peace in mind.
We’re drifting away.
And love under attack.
Gun in mouth blues.
Aim and reload.
Climbing bloody hills.
With brother skulls all around.
Disrespecting all life.
The siege of power.
The life control.
Where leaders minds,
are as hollow as a decomposed skull
J.S.2006
Caged by knowledge.
Minds in mystery.
Encouraged by despair.
Guided by voices.
Lifes under attack
Violence is fear.
Modern prisoners of war.
Surrendered too soon.
With peace in mind.
We’re drifting away.
And love under attack.
Gun in mouth blues.
Aim and reload.
Climbing bloody hills.
With brother skulls all around.
Disrespecting all life.
The siege of power.
The life control.
Where leaders minds,
are as hollow as a decomposed skull
J.S.2006
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Rebel Child: | Dinsdag, mei 23, 2006 20:55 |
| nicly written. mooie korte maar krachtige zinnen. love Rebel ps: thanks for your reaction |
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| Augustijntje: | Maandag, mei 22, 2006 20:08 |
| alweer heel mooi en sterk je visie neergezet!! x! |
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| m@rcel: | Maandag, mei 22, 2006 18:36 |
| voelend mooi neergezet en verwoord door jou Liefs m@rcel |
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| Auteur: cosmicdoom | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 mei 2006 | ||
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