The Cries
By Matt

A baby is born
That constantly cries
For it sees
Where it lives
And where it'll die

It lives in a place
That worships money
Where the rich feast
And the poor go hungry

It lives in a place
Where the guns scream
Where the bullets turn red
In the bloody stream
ANd lives fall
To the power of them all

It lives in a place
Where people die
And the world
No longer cries

It lives in a place
On the blink of destruction
By the fools that dominant it's divided cells
While concentrating on seduction

So next time you hear a baby's cry
Try to imagine what it may need
In a world that's falling to its knees
Executed by our human greed