M's Poetry
World On Fire
Looks like there is a storm
brewing and churning in our atlas
Looks like everyone's running
Looks like everyone's torn
everybody is scared, maybe wishing they was never born
Hands to blades
As day light fades
this whole world is swimming
this whole word is drowning
the war on our lands
it's raging....it's growing everyday
Looks like the morals are broken
Looks like everyone's lost
Look at all the money we're making
We don't even see what its cost
Hands to guns
as sunset comes
the underbelly of the night
now, now comes alive
the war on the streets is exploding
witness the horrified bystanders
Looks like unrest in the schoolyard
first thing we learn is to kill
evil seems to be second nature
but love really is
these souls are lost
the remainder of us must lift them up in prayer
you can spend your whole life saying I am in a good person
but if you don't know the Lord
how can you be?
Hands to skies
another day we are alive
Why can't we start again?
let's build bridges not fences....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
brewing and churning in our atlas
Looks like everyone's running
Looks like everyone's torn
everybody is scared, maybe wishing they was never born
Hands to blades
As day light fades
this whole world is swimming
this whole word is drowning
the war on our lands
it's raging....it's growing everyday
Looks like the morals are broken
Looks like everyone's lost
Look at all the money we're making
We don't even see what its cost
Hands to guns
as sunset comes
the underbelly of the night
now, now comes alive
the war on the streets is exploding
witness the horrified bystanders
Looks like unrest in the schoolyard
first thing we learn is to kill
evil seems to be second nature
but love really is
these souls are lost
the remainder of us must lift them up in prayer
you can spend your whole life saying I am in a good person
but if you don't know the Lord
how can you be?
Hands to skies
another day we are alive
Why can't we start again?
let's build bridges not fences....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
