Blind Sight

Bang!

When i turn on the news everyday all i hear is

Boom!

An explosion of unruly doom

Pow!

Where are the heroes to save the day

It's hopeless the masses say

Because if the ones that are to protect are the ones to harm

That should ring the alarm

Something is wrong with our society

From the way we walk to how we breath

We all need oxygen masks to sift out all the bad

Doesn't it make you mad and maybe a little sad

'Cause this world is the only one we have and it's going to the dogs

Our world leaders can't even come to a consensus about how to end this

And with the villains not only abroad but also among us

It's quite pathetic the way we're going

And its slowing us down

But can a solution truly be found

Because with the way we are there is no slowing down

 

 

 

 

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