Put your trigger and your middle finger up
What do you get?
The worlds lost mistress
That no one will forget
Its at the back of our minds
Never at a rest
The richer get richer
The poor get less
Peace it will never exist
Not on my watch
Or my kids time, and there kids lives
I just hope to see them happy
Before my time arrives
Maybe peace is to much to ask for. Because it's almost impossible to get five people to get along long enough. When we all want different things in this world. I guess it's true that all we can ask for is that we get to be happy and for the people around us gets some happiness to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can agree with you on this one! Great sentiments and message. Great poem, thanks for sharing this one!