Scourge
Tired of the sufferation
Real menace of earths apparition
Dont judge me with my appearance
We are the great ones
No time to mingle with pagans
No religion
I believe in no legion
Tread the right road even if in poverty
Try hold on in this world of calamity
Even though we work so hard
And still get no pay
Maintain Godly way
Try kill the pain
They think i am not intelligent
But am here to show you what is evident
They better know am no a weak end
And when I touch the road; God defend
Be real and dont pretend
Love is a thing
That makes people cling
War is not a nice thing
War is a country of will
There is no sympathy
If you cant give up your everything
You have already lost...
Any fool can know
The point is to understand
Not to stand under...
#peace
Copyright © Teddy Aswani | Year Posted 2013
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