New to these forums... but just a short contribution from me... Had all i can take of delusory talk It started in school and was written in chalk children so young impressed by your guise No hope of distinguishing truth from your lies You carried on talking over the years I saw it in life it was written in tears Families who struggle..the homeless.. the weak Strange we can't hear them whenever THEY speak So who in this life are you kidding..not me but theres nowhere to run from society You lead by corruption, we crawl though the mud The outcome of which will be written in blood........... Mikkal
cheers mate... its a bit daunting posting a poem....always kept mine private before this.. never was sure anyone would wanna listen... i'll check out the links...
