Unimaginable torture and sorrow engulfs our minds,
We lead ourselves astray from the road less taken,
Afraid of what can happen,
This is how you make your fate,
Singling out the wise and murdering the ignorant,
Those in power abuse,
Those who are weak lose,
Darwin called this 'Survival of the Fittest',
I call this hell,
Men on TV in suits talk about obstacles they have never endured,
pain they've never felt.
For they commute back to therir no worry paradise while we struggle,
STRUGGLE- hmmm almost sounds amusing,
We are conceived, we learn, and we fade.
No one remembers us on days of no importance.
This is America, land of the free, home of the brave,
Home.
Four letter word meaning place of comfort,
But is it truly?
We live, laugh, and love.
We fight for our lives,
Stand up for liberty,
And pursue happiness,
yet that happiness comes with a final price.
Death.