Both hands tied
    you move to the side
         just a child wide eyed
     and the days collide

~`~

     in a calculated shadow
  of hate and pain
      the blood lust tears
    half cocked, insane

~`~

             cramped throat still calls
         for what? unseen.
            the American way
                yeah, the American dream

~`~

         black lids slide shut
      over weeping eyes
           sleeping now

               dreaming now

        of your own demise

~`~

        those cold streets conquer
       warped minds, hushed thoughts
              barrel fire, aching tongue
         cold core and vacant lots

~`~

        soul extinguished charred bones
      so tired, with no sleep
             hang you head now child
      you've earned your right

             ...to weep



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