Love has little meaning to the faithless
It’s blended in with their numb emotions, becoming ever so trait-less
Bush is just casting his rod, but doesn’t he know that he’s bait-less?
Everyone has gone without- the angel’s are pearly gate-less
There’s no more motivation in us, there’s no more pleasure for us
We’ve tried and lied about how we feel, because in No One we trust
The sun must’ve set and forgot to rise
The moon ditched us all together- what a surprise
We’ve been without hope for so long, we’ve forgotten how to believe
The fire has consumed the rose, and the trees have lost their leaves
Our children refuse to learn. Our futures are burning
Sinning is more popular than ever. Lustful souls keep yearning
Words are used as weapons, as deadly as the sword
We hoard our riches jealously, sell at prices we can’t afford
People die needlessly, their blood spills heedlessly
And the parched earth swallows their bodies hungrily and greedily
And who will stop the flow of death?
Who is brave enough to show the rest
Courage and bravery, to end our bondage and slavery
To break the shackles of our minds and show us something worth savoring?
Instead of the meager scraps that we feed our spirits
Who have long starved beyond their merits
Who can help us find
Love?