I don't play your war
or make part of your game.
I don't feel fear
and I hate this theme.
A million of people die
and you gather money,
but we can fly
and tomorrow is a new day.
Look around,
what do you see?
I don't need to say
that is wrong.
This is the world where
our childrem will grow up.
So, what do you tell us?
It's doesn't mean anything
'cause you need the top.
Now, you are sit
alone in this room.
Around you a lot of dirt,
you killed the dreams
and your country hates you.
Around you,
a million of people death.
So, what do you govern now?
By Layah
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3 comments:
Tão real... =/ E em ingles, qchik \o\ Gostei muito ^^
sempre musicalizo.. ficou +/- a sonoridade xD
enfim, q horror!
senti medo com as cenas de morte morrida...
/medo
Virou Socialista? o.o
Me lembrou os discursos dos meu professores. xD
Gostei do poema, mas contém alguns erros que eu não sei corrigir. ;-;
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