Oh Darling....

Darling sweet Darling, what's happened to you?

The tears that you shed are nothing new.

The pain in your heart, the fear in your eyes,

The sadness you feel when you hear your cries.

Darling dear Darling, the friends that you knew,

The one's that you wait for to give up on you.

The lies some have told, the kindness others brought,

Some won't care what would happen, other's would miss you a lot.

Darling my Darling, the life that you live,

The joy, the happiness, all that you try to give.

The things that you hide, the lies that you tell,

People still don't get that you're not well.

Darling poor Darling, don't say your goodbyes,

Please listen to reasons, don't listen to lies.

I know it seems hard, but please you'll go through,

But I guess your decision is all that you knew.



What Have We Done.

What world is this?

It's the home we've now destroyed.

It's the land we've hurt so bad.

It's the people we have killed.

It's the wars we have not ended.

It's the animals we've killed off.

It's the greed we all consume.

It's technology overwhelming us.

It's nature we've come to ignore.

It's people crying out.

It's mass killings.

It's the killing of ourselves.

It's the crying of our children.

It's the inequalities we have.

It's the pain we all indure.

It's the harm that'll never stop.

What is this hell?

The World's Lullaby

Here and There, Everywhere
The world is falling down.
Far away, Here to stay
Not a soothing sound.
Where's my lullaby?

Dad is mean, Words unclean
Saying without a care.
Sadness stays, Endless days
Life getting nowhere.
Still no lullaby.

Teachers talk, Students walk
I would sit alone.
Friends divide, Enemies collide
I don't deserve a throne.
I want a lullaby.

Guns are heard, A seldom word
Evil runs through their head.
People die, Children cry
Rebels leave them all for dead.
Will I get a lullaby?

Wars will rein, Nothing but pain
Sorrow isn't far.
Family and friends, Finding ends
Not a shining star.
Can I have a lullaby?

Heartless souls, Endless tolls
For husband, kid, or wife.
Dying land, Just so grand
Welcome, this is life.
I'll never get a lullaby.

So this is my goodbye.