What do we gain
If we cause each other pain
When backstabbing is serial
For some cheap materials
What do we gain
If we have the fame
Gotten through evil ways
And instead of being punished we are praised
Just like the grass
The money doesn't last
It grows up to a point
Then cut down during the night
Let's not talk about money
Her voice as sweet as honey
Trade by barter
She's a master
What do we gain
When politicians play
And toy with our minds
It all ends with despise
We say we want change
We always exact rage
Blaming the government
And our daily bread is to lament
We have to step up
To make the suffering stop
To save our land and make it grand
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Texts Of Tranquility (Completed)
PoetryA recollection of a few of my poems. All written by I the author. I do not own any of the pictures in this book. All credit goes to their respective owners or creators.
