Out of control, out of control,
policemen on the patrol.
Hundreds and hundreds or more,
no one's keeping the score.
Their faces are mad,
hearts are in pain.
Don't even matter,
no more than a stain.
Save here & save there.
Dead or alive.
They just don't care.
A bomb just went off,
now police has enough.
They're starting to beat
up every mom and every kid.
Violence and screams,
choking in smoke.
It's Greece, as it seems,
they start to provoke.
Save here & save there.
Dead or alive.
Guns everywhere.
The pact has been signed,
in those crazy minds.
It's getting all worse,
they're using more force.
Guns will be triggered,
there will be blood.
Shadows and figures,
the war you just brought.
Bang here & bang there.
Most of them dead.
They just don't there.
Just listen to voices,
you're not giving us choices.
People try to survive,
keep their loved ones alive.
This can't just go on.
Stop denying the truth.
The fight is not done.
Here comes the youth.
Bang here & bang there.
They're starting the war.
Blood everywhere.
Who's keeping the score?
YOU ARE READING
Bang, bang
PoetryThis is a poem I created due to the events occurring in my country, Slovenia, for the past few days. There's been a lot of protests considering saving measures & other actions of the government. This is my way of speaking my mind.
