Emergency exit, The escape for the desperate, Afraid of where they are, Panic fills the mind of the desperate, Finding the thoughts they thought Were left behind, the past is wrought With steal and lies, too strong to be forgot, Shame stays within, Rising up in emergency situations, to those now needing an exit. The desperate are too high on the drug Of the mind, me myself and I, and shrug Off the responsibility of helping others, stop cleaning the rug Of the man, to find an exit away and emerge better. Attempts made to forget, But the desperate know the consequences Of the situation, of the emergency, a repeated sequence Of violence and death, so the desperate donβt have the sense To help others find the emergency exit, just them. Weakness clings, So while the desperate survive and climb They are really being propelled by the crime Of the dead members and minds they left behind Stop the violence, the meekness, and exit from the emergency, Accept the past and make the person, whole.