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Michael Pick Feb 2013
Now I don't mean to be a poet-extreme
But rhyming seems to be what you'll typically see
When I put pen to paper, sometimes it might be obscene
But imagine to me what the world can seem
Clouded by lies, no longer can dream
I might look to the heavens but what does it mean
What would I see
Who could I even be
Michael Pick Feb 2013
There was a time; I imagine, at least
That you could see at least as far as you could reach
But the smog and the fires, the wisps in the air
Could you even see me, I'm standing just there
And there's a heart to this world
Not some new hippy regime
But the truth is it's crying aloud
It's dying and you allow it
We've all got our own needs and pleas
**** man, we need a change
But the sooner we believe in what we really see
The sooner we'll have a home

Now, I don't mean to be a broken record
But it's true that the world is desperate
You can feel it when you look outside
But where's the worry, man, where's the pride
Where's the forests we used to climb
And all the glades we used to hide
Cities are great and technologies have advanced
But we aren't the only ones on this land
And oh, to be so ignorant to assume we're alone
Not only here but in the universe as a whole
What can we even claim to be our own
When it lasts a year and then breaks like Rome

The parents of today, all they do is complain
They set it aside and they lay the blame
Not to say that they're all the same
But come on, think, if you really wanted a change
Instead of using your voices
Use your hands, lift it up
It'll take a little work and it'll take a little time
But think of the children, our current future, is it right
That we leave them with nothing
Except maybe a mall
Just think for a moment
This feels so wrong
Yeah, feel like I come across as a hippy..
Michael Pick Feb 2013
Do you hear the mother as she screams at her child
******* kid, just shut up and be quiet
'Cause there's expectations that they've laid on you
Didn't you know kid, you're next in queue
They're old and set in their ways, they can't change
But you are the next big thing

You're the rising generation and it's true
The weight of the world rests on you
The newest and freshest of models
Pumped out to do their newest purpose
It's up to you to change the world, son
Can you do it, stand up to the challenge come

There's no time to be yourself and conformity's not allowed
But wait, you think you've got that figured out
We'll push words and ideas and comments on your soul
Sacrifices are necessary to make the future homes
'Cause didn't you know kid, you were young but now you're old
And now you're one of us, and there's different stories to be told
Michael Pick Feb 2013
How can the heart be so warm
And your skin be so cold
How can you be so heartless
Yet your heart beats so full
Michael Pick Feb 2013
Her
There was her hair and it looked to me so perfect
And there were her eyes as they looked at me slowly
Her voice in my ears; her hand on my arm
It's the day I remember, her smile shook the sky
Could she see the way I felt and thought
I couldn't just hide it with all of my might
After all, she had been the one
That opened all the doors to the idea of love
But here we were just sitting, talking
And that was as far as I'd know

It wasn't for lack of wanting
But maybe just lack of need
A boy with a mind so hopeless
I was someone she just couldn't see
She always knew I was there though
And she even almost chose me
But eleven months to the day she said no
And two years and a half I've loved her
It doesn't matter, I'd rather still be alone
Then find anyone else besides her
Michael Pick Jan 2013
He left us alone with all of our thoughts
Broke was my heart by God
Making these moments so distraught
Oh, The things he'd say
Oh, this was not the way we were made
But you created us
Why can't He just see
If you leave us alone to ourselves
We'll just burn it all down
Michael Pick Jan 2013
My chest just grieves and my stomach should heave
But my smile just creeps to see the bodies in the street
'Cause welcome to the world that you layed at your feet
You can see the sickness in their eyes and the children as they weep
And you're just a fool if for a second you believe
That the fault would be anyone's but yours and me
For herding the young like cattle at the steep
Of the mountain, off the cliff we shove them off with a leap
And a scream of God save me please
Oh lord just give me peace

And the world will never be the same when we leave our mark
When we break it's veins, and create red rain
The oceans will boil with the blood of the ******
        And we'll all be condemned, when we take our toll        
                 We'll make our amends when we hear the bells                  
The skies will rumble with the cries of man

Can you believe the way we treat these things
Like it's a bunch of stupid trivial dreams
That to change is an impossible thing
Like emotions ablaze and we create new means
To wage war in unconventional ways
As we break apart and fall into seas
Because after we've finished what's left to dream
And in God I just can't believe
So I won't scream God save me please
Afterall your lord can't bring me peace

And the world will never be the same when we leave our mark
When we break it's veins, and create red rain
The oceans will boil with the blood of the ******
        And we'll all be condemned, when we take our toll        
                 We'll make our amends when we hear the bells                  
The skies will rumble with the cries of man

And what's left at the end, after all has been said
It's just lies that they want you to believe
That the schools and hospitals and trees are all alive
And not just crisp and burnt to a tee
Oh, just inhale the ashes that burn as we breathe
The fires he saw what made your darling scream
Gone are the ways you always raised your child
With the neighbours and family and the dreams
Here is the time that the war is alive
And it ever wants little Steve
They carry your child away crying God save me please
And all you can ask is oh lord just give him peace

And the world will never be the same when we leave our mark
When we break it's veins, and create red rain
The oceans will boil with the blood of the ******
And we'll all be condemned, when we take our toll
We'll make our amends when we hear the bells
The skies will rumble with the cries of man

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