Mourning Skies

Proud and Changed

I do so hope

You swallow your pride

And it burns when you drink it

Like a fire inside

With your loathsome views

Of others lives

You feed off their misery

And their frowns he derives

How can you live

Off resentment and hate

But claim it's okay because

you're at church by eight

No your god will not save you

Nor will he reward deceit

You're the same as her and me

You'll still be buried down six feet

We are all born

A clean slate, unchanged

But this sickness called life

Makes us twisted, deranged

Don't restrain your voice

When you witness what's wrong

Scream at the top of your lungs

Stand unmoved and strong

Proclaim in the name

Of all that is true

No matter our beliefs

Or what we've been through

You cannot erase

Or wash away

The varying sins

Of yesterday

But you can control the future

At least to an extent

The good you can spread

You will not repent