once upon a time

SNARLING PEOPLE

SNARLING PEOPLE

Out the way, for Gods sake
Get out of my way I'm in a hurry
Nothing else matters only my wants
Get out of my way, now! Living in the
City, people snarl under pressure can't stop.

No time for pity city living a myth it's
People abhor mercy, push, shove for
Gods sake move we want, only problem
Living in the City we lose sight of our needs
Love and compassion is forgotten.
Nothing speaks as eloquently as violence.
That's life, In the big city.


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