Face down to the pillow.

by Seth Rowley   Mar 26, 2004


I hear about war going on.
And kids dying on the streets of hunger.
People giving up on god.
People talking about killing other people.
Robberies getting commited.
Fires blazing through houses.
And all the president does, says is war.
I see husbands setting their wives on fire.
20 million people without a job.
Education cost being cut to pay for war.
But everyone tells me it will be alright.
Until everything gets better.
My face will be down to the pillow forever.
Crying and weeping with tears.

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