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The Land TIME Forgot

Discussion in 'The Artist's Corner' started by Player2, Mar 26, 2012.

  1. Big decisions need be made.
    Thousands dying by the day.
    How can people be forsaken,
    when their lives are being taken?

    Eyes with hope, quickly fading,
    as the trapped remain waiting.
    Waiting for the end of it all,
    will anyone heed their call?

    Unlucky masses face their end,
    while commercials play on CNN.
    And no news from NBC,
    as thousands live in poverty

    the many forgotten by the few.
    Encased in our tech cocoons,
    while at home, on TV, nothing new.
    Can help come too soon?

    Little boy, standing in the fields,
    body hurt, eyes tired.
    What he's watching is so surreal,
    as his home catches fire.

    Looting in the city.
    Massacres are gritty.
    Texting on our phones.
    Safe inside our homes.

    Finally, a message gets out,
    as a trapped American begins to shout.
    Help is coming on the way,
    as our country is in disarray

    But it was too late,
    everything forgotten in red tape.
    The U.N. claimed they did their best,
    while protecting their own interests.
    The U.K. blamed their own cold feet,
    the U.S. said they missed a beat.

    Those who forget history are doomed to repeat it,
    so, please send help to those who need it.
     
  2. the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls, and bathroom stalls, and you my friend are a modern day prophet and good writing no one knows what to comment, pls keep writing and never stop. i say it to you because no one will say it to me. and i mean it to.
     
  3. Thanks, nice to see what people think about it!
     
  4. I might as well post another one here since this thread still exists.

    Goodbye Corn Fields

    Lived in the countryside all my life
    Summers in fields of corn
    Breezy summerdays are nice
    I love the place where im born

    But its time to put that aside
    I got big dreams to follow
    Im about to go for a ride
    where sunsets are orange and yellow

    Making my way to arizona
    With my harley by my side
    I'm a freeway lone-a
    Not sure what ill find

    They say arizona has a dry heat
    And tuscon has ribs that cant be beat
    Ive heard of snowbirds that come and go
    And people who look for work, you know?

    Who knows what ill find
    Civilization tucked in desert wasteland
    But its all in due time
    Maybe when i get there ill have a plan

    Riding down the interstate
    I leave my life behind
    Going to start a new fate
    With tears in my eyes
     
  5. Bonding Tape

    Come on baby, calm down, don't wanna see you cry.
    Come baby, come on down, don't wanna see you die.

    Baby, You know I love you.
    Baby, I'll keep you safe.
    Baby, We got things to do.
    Baby, let's go to my place.

    Fuck you, take a second, and wait right there,
    gather round ya'all, and we can stare.
    At what this man has been driven to.
    Telling lies as if they were true.

    Fuck you.

    Fuck you, you never pick up your phone,
    I get home, and I'm all alone.
    Fuck you, and yes it's true,
    I've fucked bitches even better than you.

    Why you crying baby, was it something I said?
    Why you crying? Was it last night in bed?
    Look, I'm sorry the way things turned out,
    I understand if you want to scream and shout.

    But what good is placing the blame?
    Come tomorrow, we'll all be the same.
    Just you and me,
    We'll be happy.
    We'll start a family,
    just come and see.

    Fuck You.

    Fuck You, when I call i get busy tones,
    I just groan, and I'm all alone.
    Fuck you, and yes it's true,
    I've fucked bitches way better than you.

    Goodbye baby, whata chore,
    don't wanna see you anymore.
    Goodbye baby, can't you see?
    One day, I guarantee it, you'll miss me.
     
  6. The Undertow

    I'm stuck in the middle,
    Cog against cog.
    I play second fiddle,
    lost in the fog.

    Propaganda machines
    I say as i please
    Brainwashed teens
    I play the wrong keys

    It was about 4 when i knew he was dead.
    Its cuz he had too much weed in his head.
    He was walking up the stairs when,
    He decided to jump off of them instead.

    Jumping, falling, drowning.
    Fear will surround me.
    No where else to go,
    Swallowed by the undertow.

    I was driving to work today,
    I decided to take a diffrent way.
    Mind clear, i suddenly thought,
    My life just aint worth enough!

    Driving, drifting, crashing.
    Glass will surround me.
    No where else to go,
    Swallowed by the undertow.

    She was a runaway
    She Had no place to stay
    She became another sad face
    All Covered in leather and lace

    Freedom or death?
    You bet.

    Watching, viewing, buying
    Lies will surround me
    No where else to go
    Swallowed by the undertow

    Swallowed by the undertow

    Swallowed by the undertow

    Swallowed.
     

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