Topic: freedom....old and bold... | |
---|---|
*Leaders*
lonely soldier, lonely soul.....M. This young one you spoke, so bold, growing into the old,lonely and cold, cry the night,heart take fright, please come from,this lonely cold, as we grow into the old,help us mold, our youth are tommorrow,as we are told, they are now the ones so Bold, making laws, to just get broken, politicians, lied words spoken, fearing hate, our world is broken... my spirit weaps for our times now, not surprized,not wondering how, greed was our worse need, we just had to have it right now, no it seems,we couldn't make it last, oh, how fast we forget our past, do we not remember how, how we got right here,right now, our courts don't ask our God for love, nor his Devine Guidance,from above, we struck his word, from our court, why oh why, do we come up short, our current MAN, has no real plan, for he is only a greedy man, for our world to grow, and grow as one, we needs to have US A special one, to lead us from our plights, take our world to brand new hights, standing tall,as the Bravest Knights, Make our world into brand new Lights, help us feel freedom,from Brighter Sights, man nor beast,take from our feast, without your greed in the least, help our old,our not so bold, walk us to,our freedoms feast, thank you,from a lost soldier, who now sees his world, getting older,growing colder, come in from this coldest rain, leave behind your oldest pain, freedoms ring,so proud and true, should be felt,for me and you,only true........M. *LEADER'S* |
|
|
|
*wipes a tear*
|
|
|
|
oh,where th hell is my tissue?
dammiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitt!!! |
|
|
|
can't believe that of all you out there who want freedom,
that you do not respond to this one...?...........? |
|
|
|
it makes you weep,sad.
|
|
|
|
yea,my darker side....lived it.....M.
|
|
|
|
A call from my spirit, though I did not hear it.
I did feel a pain today, It did hurt a friend to say. I did hear a call from spirit brother, Who seeks a spirt to be free, Today I see a spirit brother Fight for things yet to be. I hear a call from spirit brother He fights today to set us free, I see a call from spirit brother he does hold this land of free. |
|
|
|
A tear today I shed, for sorrow that is red.
A tear today I need, a fear to hope and bleed. A tear today I feed, a soul who is in need. A tear today I feel, for one to find is real. A tear today I hope, to cut this painful rope. A tear today I bury, a cross that I do carry. A tear today I live, a smile is all That I can give. |
|
|
|
Thank You my sirit Brother...
this world is lonely and cold, to those not so bold, and to those who feel it's hunger, when we were feeling younger, we walked that path, to only feel their wrath, as we tried to find ourselves, we were just put upon shelves, or lost in th' crowd,not alowed, to do those "free" things too, if we looked like a bum, they'd send us on th' run, saying you may have no fun, 'till you pay up front too, work in th' hot meals line, just for food,some time, only just a lonely peacetime VET., yes I was lost,at only my cost, cause I was a drunk,you bet!, tried to loose my pain, and after bottles again, no more of those pains again, now I've found,friends all around, and never to be that lonely again...........M. |
|
|