I'll wait for the day,
Where freedom isnt a price we all must pay.
Its a given standard to everyone and everything.
Where noone has the right,
To kill a newborn life.
And act like it never happened.
Lets watch the clock,
Hoping we never run out of time.
The minutehand keeps turning,
But were all just losing are minds.
We are seperated in believing,
Isnt that the reason we keep on feeding,
Our hitman to do are dirty needs.
Do you hear that sound ?
Its a faceless man ,
Laying on the ground.
A potential leader,
Who will never be heard cause when he tried to speak,
His lips never said a word.
Look at her over there,
A faceless woman,
Who has ideas that she wants to share.
Just let the big dogs handle it now.
Is this our lesson learned?
You dont have to remain unknown.
Even if you dont have a face,
Believe me honey,
You have a place.
Share your ideas with the whole-wide-world.
___________________________________© John Minoia 2009
I didnt even want to copyright this because I hated it,
But I needed to write.
Peace~
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