Misconceptions fought off with
Misguided aggression
Fogging up all seen perceived perceptions
Life is a lesson
We all live and learn
Trust others and get burned
That’s how the world turns
We all don’t get what we earn
Things are always taken from the individual
All past events are now invisible
Supposedly we evolved
Now everything is digital
Now getting up from a cushion
Is work that’s too physical
The world is falling apart
I’m starting to get a visual
I see catastrophe in hand sized packages
Like bricks through windows
I see bodies stacked in masses
Like magma fire in a devils soul
I see savages that think they are gods
Pounding away at civilians with iron rods
What happened to the little kids
Who used to play with dogs
Guess they grew up
Started hanging out with the wrong crowd of mobs
The wimpy ones
Who run away from hogs
The ones who said they were driven
But only became pawns
The ones that got smoked
Because they fell into the fog
The ones who said they knew where they were going
But always ended up lost…
BY OSCAR TORRES LEON
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