Our World

On a road to perdition 
i was drowned in a correlation of poverty
all I had to give came from the heart 
the questions I asked could not be answered 
the answers we seek were camouflaged 
and consequently swallowed by this abyss of emptiness
in the midst of walking the tongues of our souls spoke
in an attempt not to lead the strong hearted astray 
but to no avail; I compromised my integrity
i had to deliver, the notion of the pace changed 
but we remained; still standing 
we sang songs of lullaby as tears filled our eyes 
this life will be my war cry 
i looked deep in to myself inside out 
i am still scared and scarred 
my confessions still embrace me
as if it was the next best thing to ascension 
in every choice there awaits a greater casualty
than the predicament of our current situation
our world was like a roaring ocean 
sweeping us out slowly with misplaced trust waves
of lost love and seasons that we can’t forget
if i could only replace every tear that fell 
for every victim at their feet 
at least I would have the hopes to persuade them 
with currents that ran deep in them
life and death changed right here within a moment
they said we would become victims to the streets
as if the concrete beneath could creep up and catch us
all I got to give is the tears from my eyes 
so watch them closely as they fall.