THE SUFFOCATION
The raging cry that seeks compassion,
The weeping from the deepest part of a weary heart.
Echoing for fear and not for passion,
I can't breathe!
Yet we held our brothers to suffocation,
Thinking we are demi gods .
Just because we possess more ammunition.
But it doesn't stop the cry; I can't breathe!
One blood colour we have,
We are one combined together for the best.
You can't do without your other...
The weeping from the deepest part of a weary heart.
Echoing for fear and not for passion,
I can't breathe!
Yet we held our brothers to suffocation,
Thinking we are demi gods .
Just because we possess more ammunition.
But it doesn't stop the cry; I can't breathe!
One blood colour we have,
We are one combined together for the best.
You can't do without your other...