The idea of words...became useless/
thoughts of faith in the future...now putrid/
dreams and goals to better one self...pitiful/
daydreams of tomorrow...less than acute/
looking for a light in the clouds...blinded by lies/
a sense of pure innocence...destroyed by useless tries/
a healer for the mind body and soul...become the epitome of pain/
a stable soul and mind to live...the past is what made it insane/
the land of milk and honey...flooded and coated with blood/
freedom of speech...only if you're the one holding a gun/
the past of happiness...can't remember, the pain hurts too much/
a person born with morals...grows up numb, soul lost it's touch/
innocent as a child...grows up cold-hearted/
a family that had a bond...now is dearly departed/
sold candy for the school...changes to selling drugs for self/
had plans to be forever well...poison in the body destroyed the health/
always told never to fight...turns around and kills a person/
always helped the weak...now itchin' to start hurting/
always loved everyone...now discriminates/
want everyone to come together...now have a motives to eliminate/




A human is born with a free spirit and mind, so why am I living a slave in a hypocritical world?

a person born with morals...grows up numb, soul lost it's touch/
innocent as a child...grows up cold-hearted/
a family that had a bond...now is dearly departed/
sold candy for the school...changes to selling drugs for self/
had plans to be forever well...poison in the body destroyed the health/
always told never to fight...turns around and kills a person/
always helped the weak...now itchin' to start hurting/
always loved everyone...now discriminates/
want everyone to come together...now have a motives to eliminate/


^^^that part got me more into it..nice shit

My gothic side came out, there's more to that, but...it's too deep, too painful, and too demonic....


but thanks for the feedback

Somebody close to somebody shot somebody close to somebody, or something like that. Couldn't really get the point from the lack of info but it was a good piece. Obviously deeper than most rhymes.

The moral to this is that, as a child or whatever time period, you was so pure at heart, helped out everyone and cared about people other than yourself, but time has changed and situations is forcing you to become cold-hearted, like for instance:


A preacher speaks about deliverance...but only receives damnation in the future...


this person wants to help out, but in the future, something happens and makes his pure motive and goals become the epitome of evil and pain as an outcome, can't say when or how, but it will come in the future.


That's basically what this poem is talking about.