Battle Of Wounded Me

Speak loud the words they mumble negative,

It shows you have the life they want to live. 

Empathy passes quick these days,

Everyone leaves, no one stays. 

Shout in the ear of blinded eyes,

Tell them we won't lose this time. 

Born with peace, hate is learned,

No respect politicians earned.

 

In the sea of opinions, the kinder tides not always warm,

Critics circle you relentlessly, continuously swarm. 

A vulture leaves it's dinner alone when all that's left is bone,

But the cynics they don't care, they'll swallow your corpse whole.

 

Now if we stick to our guns,

We can win this fight. 

Do you want to get out alive?

Or lose this all tonight.

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