I see the world differently.
Not colours or people.
I see it as a drug.
Desensitized from a needle.
As it bewilders me and my people.
Browbeaten, don't know what's next.
People only care about their cars and checks.
Drug, rock and roll and sex.
Ignoring the third world and the projects.
Nobody can ever use their logic.
If you make sense you going to be assassinated.
By the gangs or the goverment, you choose.
Either way there's no victory.
So end of the day either way you lose.
There needs' to be realization.
That life's not a masterpiece.
We don't see shit, like we got aberration.
Preventing the bruised souls and bringing sensation.
I see the world differently.
Not colours-people-love or pain.
I see it as a life in agony and shame.
And our wars and love.
Makes this world confused.
No wonder this world is abused.

Comments
sarah wilson | July 20, 2009 - 10:44
I saw a quote once that said "I am in this world but not of it". Like trying to get off the drug perhaps.
sarah x
threeleafshamrock | July 20, 2009 - 11:05
Lot of truth in this Pin 'cheque' instead of 'check' maybe. Really sad outlook.
Chris ;)
Jupiter | July 20, 2009 - 21:29
Unfortunately the financially big guys need some to be kept in shit to make the small guys feel ok and accepting of their lot and thus keep the big guys rich.
I consider myself very lucky to be fringe material but there for the luck of my brain and accident of birth go I.
I hope that one day the tables will be turned if only to kick the asses of these greedy bullying bastards!! ;-)
Poems with power - good stuff mate ;-)