Children are dying...
I'm kicking back, with nothing to complain about, yet complaining.
While children are dying
I'm dancing
to my favourite song with my pals and sisters.
While they bleed because of the blisters
caused by the wood of their broken homes.
Unheard screams and groans
Getting ***** by strange misters.
Bombs and grenades fall like raindrops from the sky
BOOM BOOM BOOM! The soundtrack of their lives
An endless lullaby
And they cry
and cry.
But I can't hear them,
for the music in my room is too loud.
Children are dying.
Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 1:08 AM UTC
Children are dying...
I'm kicking back, with nothing to complain about, yet complaining.
While children are dying
I'm dancing
to my favourite song with my pals and sisters.
While they bleed because of the blisters
caused by the wood of their broken homes.
Unheard screams and groans
Getting ***** by strange misters.
Bombs and grenades fall like raindrops from the sky
BOOM BOOM BOOM! The soundtrack of their lives
An endless lullaby
And they cry
and cry.
But I can't hear them,
for the music in my room is too loud.
Children are dying.
