I live in a world of villainy
and those villains
pillage unabated,
unchallenged
and without
any heroes to respect.
Our hopes and dreams are sold;
our voices wane,
knee deep in tears
we pray again,
for someone to save us.
The courts are run by villains,
no verdict fair and free.
The house is run by villains,
corruption swells the tree.
The tree then sheds it's peelings,
whose scraps are bought and sold;
they sell us blood and take our land,
take our health and all we had.
The corporate plan
to make us cheap,
break our spirits
and make us weep.
Eternally we're on our knees,
humbled before the villains,
polishing their shoes;
we daren't ever dream again
or hope;
we are their slaves.
Who will save us?
What heroes would protect us?
Take upon their shoulders
and defend us
from the villains;
to drive them back
from whence they came.
Are there brave souls left to fight?
Or will we surrender our last rights
and all our hopes and dreams;
to villains.
Mr. Spider, on the wall climbing higher. Hiding to escape the cold, the world of old, the lies they told that make the flies not want to play and run away. Well I feel your pain, loneliness has come to stay and your the only one that keeps me company.
Through the concrete fog
and the snow covered walk,
by two;
my legs will run from you.
The grim reaper in the shiny shell.
Moving at the speed of sound;
forward bound,
by fire and the malcontent,
I am true justice
...and you are my death.
The vigilante;
lost within his head.
- To Gabrielle Giffords and the victims of the Arizona shootings. May peace and love be with you.
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