#whatatimetobealive
You remember the afternoon
The little lass was found
Asleep without her teddy
Forever on the ground
Not much right is ever
Made from such a wrong
The boys put him away to stay
For
I can't recall how long
Workers the next day
Discussed it on their coffee break
In the wake of tragedy
Folks got lots of noise to make
"You heard the search is over?
A coffin door is open
Is nothing sacred any more?
What's left here to place hope in?"
The poets wrote some poems
The news was nothing new
The inmates got their three
free meals a day
A chef came close to starving
A dealer had a deal to do
'Cause on the outside there
are
bills
to
pay....
To keep a roof above one's head
To house the killer too
A room, no board, a bed,
his, free to lay
Honest people sleep on streets
Does this not seem wrong to you?!
Cry for justice, cry for Her,
join me when I say...
Bring Bring
Bring Bring
Back Back
The The
Guillotine Guillotine
Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 9:17 AM UTC