Today it's so hard...
To do what's right.
It's so hard...
Not to get uptight.
It's so hard...
Not to use lips to bite.
Or sleep at night...
Listening to the 'bang-bang' between gangs.
Shooting people innocent,
While they hop the fences.
And laws have been a lost cause,
To have a peace to feel...
Realistic.
Today it's so hard...
To do what's right.
It's so hard...
Not to get uptight.
It's so hard...
Not to use lips to bite.
Or sleep at night...
To have a peace felt,
That is realistic.
Today it's so hard...
Listening to the 'bang-bang' between gangs.
And laws have been a lost cause without gain.
To have a peace felt,
That is realistic.
As people everywhere are being added to statistics.
Today it's so hard...
Not to get uptight,
Listening to the 'bang-bang' between gangs.
And laws have been a lost cause without gain.
To have a peace felt,
That is realistic.
As people everywhere are being added to statistics
Today it's so hard...
Not to get uptight.
Or sleep at night,
Listening to the 'bang-bang' between gangs.
And laws have been a lost cause without gain.
To have a peace felt,
That is realistic.
As people everywhere are being added to statistics.
Today it's so hard...
To have the ease of peace to feel that it is realistic!
Or feel the death of it is just an adding to statistics.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We have turned to the savage world nice message thank you