dropped dead lost another one lost soul to what
freedom of speech kids walking like im a soldier
so i ride high and fight with might
the children are gone run to the hills stomp their
way to the frills
shoot to kill stab to bleed slash to bash
the world of today is that of a future-less
brain washed kids who front a lot yet run alot
kids quick to dropp one another make it seem they
got stripes.
another life lost another mother grieving sister loosing
her brother sibling growing up with anger.
another family without a child, friend or kinship
so wake up cos now a life means nothing and if
it means nothing than why talk.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem