~Here Comes The Judge©
What's with all the greed
i just don't know,
a knife at your back:
sharpened and ready to go.
Brother killing brother,
over what a piece of land?!
How much destruction do they think,
this earth can withstand?!
You see shooting by children,
in the streets everywhere.
They need to wake up before it's too late,
if they have it in them to care?
If God was here
he'd say to their face:
i had more faith
as a whole in the human race.
I put you here to
love one another,
not to hate and kill
your own brother.
You're all my children
is what he'd say:
why must you make others suffer
because you lost (your) way?
When the jury in
the highest court convenes,
those among us may find out
what justice really means!
(May God Have Mercy On Their Souls)
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