Charity

by qawsee   Jan 14, 2008


The world is a state it seems,
mindless and drifting throughout dreams
as some people now begin to play
and others still begin to pray
it seems to me that its not fair
that people can pretend to care
about those who are left with naught,
while others still are just forgot.

To those how say they are kind not cruel
think about this you bloody fool,
while you preach and ask and question why,
those who are forgotten begin to die
to those out their who "help" the poor
you have not even opened the door.

To those who care and are pure in their heart
go back to the beginning, this time truly start.

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