Monday, March 7, 2011

Poem - PAWN


PAWN

Do you feel like an angel?
Spread your wings like an eagle
and just fly away.
Shot down in flames.
From the self inflicting games.
All the normal people play.
You're friends with the devil.
They gave you the shovel
and they are hold you down.
You still sing along
an you go along.
Without ever looking around.

You buy what they sell.
Along with the lies they tell.
And you live how they want you to.
Blink and you will miss.
Ugly/pretty doesn't exist.
With everything else and the truth.
The place of living society
in the land of hypocrisy.
There's a million reasons why.
If you bow down.
They'll shoot you down
without you even knowing why.

You're a pawn in this world we live in.
You play their games and you give in.
It's their rules. It's their game.
You lose when you play.
They take your king with their pawn
an now your life is a setting sun.

Die and let live.
Do you wonder why?
Forive to forget.
There are so many lies.
Do you listen to the voices in your head?
Open your mouth and listen what is said.

                                                    Jay E. Campbell

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