They’re getting younger now, you see
The world’s affecting them too soon
They grow up with such fantasy
And then realize it’s really doom.
The truth: it strikes them swift and hard
And down they fall without a sound
Silent tears and great confusion
Empty hearts in souls have drowned.
Their nation’s pride; what does it bring them?
All religion seems a scam
Curse to the sky in bitter anguish
Screams of “curse it,” “*******,” “****”
Sure, they’ll tamper for a while
***** themselves up mentally
But drugs don’t help escape the fact
The world’s a ****** fallacy
And so then, what’s the point of living?
And is life any good at all?
But of course not, they conclude,
And one by one by ten, they fall.
19, 14, 12, 11,
Children now escape the pain
Bring another to this world: why?
Now it’s clearly all in vain.

Am I still alive
Do I still share the expected routine,
that the world has put up for us?
Do I have a
                    pulse?
Is my skin turning
                                gray?

Or am I one of the things that wants you to get up?
Something that makes you want to move?
I need answers

Add LIFE to DAYS,
Not DAYS to LIFE....

Drink me away
Drink me away
Drink me near

Where's you fridge
I need a beer
To help forget
And to add more calories
I didn't eat today
I hope my momma's proud of me

Give me love
Give me life
Give me *** for memory

***** and redbull
Is my frenemy

Bring me to waters,
Early in the morn.
Bring me to waters,
Two doors from the dorm.

They died; they all died, without a moan;
their final passage writ in stone.
Dark shadows here and there you see
where Jews passed to eternity.
In these silent streets no children play
No trees survived the heat that day.
A suicide martyr some call a hero
was detonated at ground zero.
Nine hundred thousand are believed lost
in this second, instant, holocaust.
The suitcase he held in his hand
was the latest weapon from Iran.
My team has come here to retrieve
the evidence from Tel Aviv.
No one will be living here
Not for another fifty years.
• * * * * *
A damsel with a dosimeter,
in a vision I once saw,
warned me that appeasement
nearly always leads to war.

A child grows without a mama or a dad.
Instead of placing their child first.
They placed their frustration.
Which is very revealing.

Drugs means so much to some adults.
That the common sense they have gets lost.
Then we hear about the regrets later on.

Should we wonder, why the child refuses to forgive?
After all, this choice is left up to them.

A woman places a man over her child.
A decision to please him.
And many foolish man do it too.
Then wonder, why that child refuses to acknowledge them.

The choices we make have consequences beyond us.