At the very core, our country grabbed by the nuts
Knowing full and well that it’s going to continue
And continue this way until a certain depravity
Wreaks havoc on our poor nation
Certainly victims will be victims then.
We are one nuke away from a suicide mission
As worlds collide in a peace treaty
Gritty teeth, a gritty look will be our country’s soul guidance,
And our leadership will fail as we fall through
To the unforgiving menace of the extremist creed.
Men, women, children, it doesn’t matter who we are
In the end
A bloody mess
A gust blows our dust right into the wind.
As God wreaks his havoc
On the perversions which have made their way into the life blood of our nation.
This vision, given to me by the one above
My brain says 2 and 2 is 4.
One day we will be heard
The voices of the readers
Readers of the landscape
The survey ahead.
We will be heard.
But a loud boom will be heard first
And a life of straight paths will have no rest.
It’s just as well.
We will leave our land behind
In a peaceful step aside
As the chaos wreaks havoc
On the land of the lost.
And I sit in joy with my family as I hope sincerely
That my boys made their way
Out of that cluster of mess.
I hope sincerely
My brothers will choose their leader wisely.
Make haste to give grace to your minds above.
To make love
In a peaceful way
And set those aside
Who get in the way.
Please keep your eyes open, brothers.