The Chaos n tussle dat Ʊ have brought upon us
The demise Ʊ have caused a day to d birth of our lord
"Be you not proud"
Of sinister handi-work dat darkkens d cloud
You have brought sour to ta lips of all
Another family has lost a mum
Just when we thought we hadd seen it all
The man you have de-manised into a black mournful figure
And the children Ʊ have put in the centre of the swirl.
I challenge you to man up
I ask Ʊ in un-understanding pain
Are you now content?
Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 10:59 PM UTC