The price for innocent is now too high a price to be paid in a monetary fashion! The wrath of God shall recompense! Believe not? Just watch and listen!
Scholars too proud to admit
Outcast waving loaded guns
Promised solutions laid to rest
Got a belly full of feasting goods
Lungs death row who gives damn
Bodies greedy for a hole and a heartbeat
Angels on ice, early under white sheets
You can bribe the powers with money
Pay off time, gotta away with the crime
Folders full of papers lying for lies
Red isn't just a color she's a spiritual sign
Innocent blood hits the pavement
While whole families live in bereavment
Innocent blood deemed heaven sent
We don't want a superman where's Clark Kent?
Now what's the matter, this mess of snitching
Protest for jobs the killings ain't worth bitchin'?
Those living in comfort too afraid to mention
Going round and around the latest invention
Innocent blood the ultimate price to pay
From glory to glory God has the final say
Speak what ya wanna say from politics to pew
Click bang they shot 'em dead what else is new?
Society should know better
Scholars too proud to admit
Outcast waving loaded guns
Promised solutions laid to rest
Innocent blood
Innocent blood
Innocent blood
Screams from the grave
Copyright, Nathaniel London Jr. 2013
All rights reserved by author 2013
Poetry by France England
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Written on 2013-02-01 at 23:00
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INNOCENT BLOOD
Society should know betterScholars too proud to admit
Outcast waving loaded guns
Promised solutions laid to rest
Got a belly full of feasting goods
Lungs death row who gives damn
Bodies greedy for a hole and a heartbeat
Angels on ice, early under white sheets
You can bribe the powers with money
Pay off time, gotta away with the crime
Folders full of papers lying for lies
Red isn't just a color she's a spiritual sign
Innocent blood hits the pavement
While whole families live in bereavment
Innocent blood deemed heaven sent
We don't want a superman where's Clark Kent?
Now what's the matter, this mess of snitching
Protest for jobs the killings ain't worth bitchin'?
Those living in comfort too afraid to mention
Going round and around the latest invention
Innocent blood the ultimate price to pay
From glory to glory God has the final say
Speak what ya wanna say from politics to pew
Click bang they shot 'em dead what else is new?
Society should know better
Scholars too proud to admit
Outcast waving loaded guns
Promised solutions laid to rest
Innocent blood
Innocent blood
Innocent blood
Screams from the grave
Copyright, Nathaniel London Jr. 2013
All rights reserved by author 2013
Poetry by France England
Read 885 times
Written on 2013-02-01 at 23:00
Tags Death
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