Stolen Lives
It
is sad when you think about it
Of
how dreams are crushed
And
how the Society is robbed of its best minds
While
everyone watches and does nothing
What
will become of our future?
I
miss the old good days
When
love blossomed among friends and foes
When
it was difficult to take law into your hands
When
conflicts were resolved amicably
When
did the rain start beating us?
You
can be alive in the morning and gone by the evening
Not
by God’s grace but by the hands of Grace or Grey
Morals
have gone to the dogs
And
everyone has become an executioner
What
will become of us?
We
need to discover how to turn things around
Excuses
will not save us
For
when fate knocks even destiny will evade you
Your
beauty will mean nothing
How
will you handle it?
It’s
time to stand up for the truth
To
discover the beauty that lies within everyone
Refuse
to be controlled by anger
For
life is precious
Who
are you to take it away?
Very nice... Quite inspiring 😍
ReplyDeleteGlad you were inspired
DeleteWell put
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