Sent to a place where the end is near Where hope is gone and left is fear I talk to tell how we've become With whats adding up I'm afraid of the sum I'm asked to lie cheat and steal If I wasn't here I'd doubt it to be real I hate to see where I'll find my children Will they grow up to not no anything but sin Will I lose my son in soul and in mind Will my daughter grow up and see love she can't find I cry I sob at what you left me to fix Will my kids take a gun to me at six So many answers that are left unknown Oh my forefathers what a life you have sewn All I need is for things to take a turn Before what is still left does nothing but burn
Reason for writing:
Us. What we have grown to know. I'm left to fend for a world
that I can not protect and I'm 13
Birth sign: Aquarius
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