Undiscussed Wars
Contributed by
nate
on
Saturday, 16th August 2003 @ 09:45:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Many apon many,
wars arent talked about,
im thinking its time to bring it all out,
the first wars visible for the eye to see,
the second war is invisible but in my heart,
it bleeds,
ski masks,
investing in gats,
strapped with hatred and semi-auto caps,
they dont talk bout this no,
they keep it on the hush,
they dont want no one to be scared but us,
the ones living this life,
in the streets i call home,
i have been walking down for too many years,
all alone,
people shootin people with no remorse,
not giving a damn if the situation gets worse,
torn apon so many years of crying out to the world,
so they go out and rape little girls,
they beat up the men,
the kill the kids,
they take their women,
and dont care who lives,
not robin hood no,
never in your dreams,
could you walk down these streets and not be mean,
these wars are kept secret,
but im letting them out,
people running down the street and all you hear is shouts,
oh hell no,
there is kids here,
we need no more,
too bad my family lives in the middle of this war,
not enough time too many things to do,
if you were here i would have to pray for you,
along with many others,
we have to stand up for our hood,
have to push out these little "gangsters",
up to no good,
we should buy some gats and just shoot back,
but what would that solve?
just give us another damn problem we cant resolve,
so im standing up straight with my head up high,
telling all these people that im still alive,
you cant stop me now,
im bringing it out,
forget new york,
ill show you what being hard is all about. ..
war number two fights inside,
that damn war that keeps me crying at night,
the war that can make you feel so empty,
but yet so high,
the war that can make you smile,
or make you cry,
this war is called love,
it is hard to go through,
you wanna flip out go crazy,
like you belong in the zoo,
nothing to prove to no one,
just being myself,
i wish i had a lady to worry bout my health,
i hate love,
but i love it oh so much,
love is something that you cannot touch,
but you can feel it,
you cant see it but,
your there,
you cant smell it,
but its in the air,
its everywhere,
this thing called love,
this four letter word,
it means so much,
this war in my heart,
is like a rush,
gunshots everywhere,
tearing up my wall,
i think with a little more love,
my wall might fall,
the wall keeping me from loving,
and pushing away,
i wish someone would take a sledge hammer,
to it today,
i pray,
you heard that one but ill say it again,
i pray for god to bring me that special friend,
the one that can be mine,
no one else,
the one that will love me for me,
and keep me to herself,
wealth is nothing it comes and goes,
thats why im not looking for no more ho's,
im lookin for someone to break down this wall,
i need someone strong who will not fall,
who will help me when times get rough,
and real hard,
i need someone to ask bout all my scars,
but until this "love" comes,
im shutting the door,
cause personally im tired of this damn war.. .
no disrespect to the people in new york or relatives of the people who died i am sorry and i think that it was wrong but while thats happening so many other undiscussed wars go on,
so listen to me proudly,
please dont take offence,
cause to be honest there was none meant.. . .
lot of love to the families of the 9/11 deaths and yall keep your head up,
we'll get through we always do,
i understand the loss i feel some pain,
though i dont know exactly what you feel,
i can feel the rain,
stop crying people stand up,
and live your life,
this man osama and saddam,
wont take another life,
optomistic approach. ..
Copyright ©
nate
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2003-08-16 21:45:00]
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