Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

People vs People

Some of it was intentional.
The mirage of time
That ate a hole in
The hearts of our youth.
Till there souls were spilled
On the ground
Where it was stepped on.

They were led every way that was wrong
And shown the effects of things
They weren't use to.
Till their eyes were wide,
And our eyes were red.
Our peace was dead,
All the better for them to see.

It was like two wrongs making a right.

They acted as though
They were God's mafia.
They pretended they knew right from wrong,
They conquered people
And people aren't meant to be conquered.

They wanted to skewer our thoughts,
Our hearts, our souls until
They pierced us into nirvana.

July 25, 2005

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People vs People

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