Your Poetry Dot Com - life is blessed

this is a farsided view a small neglect
with blured thought a distant defect
a sign in the stars out in the city sky
with lights so polluted we cant see that high

fallen abyss a hollow scream in the dark
watching disrespect in a group at the park
tongue tied and troubled mangled in wreak
rolling the dice life is a bruised up trek

waiting for money thats as bad as it comes
seeing the moon red when judgement is done
danger slides like a serpent in grass
a ticking time bomb without change things wont last

longing for peaceful revelotion that mysterious hill
but trying to stop war when people have no will
now wake up and come see your mess
do you really belive life is so blessed

fashion spent the funds have died
the rich get fat and the homeless hide
but the sun shines on us all
why do we create so many walls

no trespass private and all secluded
words on signs these days all but polluted
call of the young time to change goals
im sure we can change the fate of the polls

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