The White Room

Dear Reader

In the atlantic ocean theres a place called the white room, decisions are made for us but all i see is doom & gloom,

they lead us & say its for our own benefit, so why do bad things happen i just dont get it,

there's a force at work controlling the world, if there the good people then why does evil lurk?

if there tryna keep humanity safe, why are people dying at a secondly rate, gone faster than they were born, on this earth that was bliss but has now been torn,

no wonder people turn on the elite, people are dying dead on there feet, an its all for no reason at all, no human should be built just too fall,

were willing to come together an unite as one, as long as the war stops defuse the bomb, id gladly come to the white room & meet, an tell you my prespective i see in the street,

maybe make a few changes cos thats what we need, cant you see its hard for us too breath, wrong decisions are being made as far as i know, its become hard for humanity to blossom & grow,

so next time you gather in the white room, think about those thats dying too soon

Regards

james unsworth