Shamed
There is a song I cannot justify
That beats a rhythm to my heart
It tells of hatred to mankind
A selfish purging of the soul
Hidden in a lask of shame
It festers deep within my mind,
I hate tje way we turn our faces
To the poverty around,
I hate those that refuse to stand
Against a tide of others.
Their cowardness affects us all
Bringing an end to human heart.
That beats a rhythm to my heart
It tells of hatred to mankind
A selfish purging of the soul
Hidden in a lask of shame
It festers deep within my mind,
I hate tje way we turn our faces
To the poverty around,
I hate those that refuse to stand
Against a tide of others.
Their cowardness affects us all
Bringing an end to human heart.
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