A Broken Silence

Many are stained with souls corrupt,
Hope they locate change when old enough.
A message that I got when growing up:
“Drink and smoke pot til ya throwing up!”
So is the world getting colder, nah!
Then I look where them soldiers are,
Wonder why I just wrote that bar
Where we’re living is poles apart.
With open hearts I see people building
A bridge to the world to feed some children.
New light lead some millions:
Fight evil, be resilient!
Role models saying “Grip that gun!”
We’re marching to a different drum:
Drugs will bring you a fist of funds
But make your journey a twisted one.
Just begun to see duties change —
Seek truth not pursuit of fame.
Some choosing to fuel them flames
But they’re looking like fools today.
If the youth decay, focus dies
Time to retrain, mobilize;
Them old ways have been pulverized,
We got a new table to roll that dice.
Inner demons like a poltergeist
Had us living so cold as ice.
But now kids got global eyes
Hopes alive.