Family structure crumbles when
destruction is the normal;
foundations quickly fall apart
once the heart no longer pumps;
stomping through the yard
like bands training for parades,
army brigades and born again renegades
raised as savages,
no longer using the village to raise
the kids(chillin's);
raring only hooligans and villains;
however we can't give up on the chosen few,
breed to lead and guide lost sheep
through forbidden pastures, where
lands were ran and ruled by folks whom
called themselves master;
no degrees or diplomas, only
whips and lashings, once a day
granted access to small portions
of leftovers and slop as edible rations;
carnivorous animals lurking throughout
the loins of a predators soul;
traveling the abyss avoiding
the dangers awaiting it's pray!!!