It is nearly done

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 Its not moving


it's not moving anymore
it's looks dead
I think it really is dying Dad
what is it Son
Why would you speak such an idea
Look around
for a change
and see for yourself
the world is falling apart
and we are the cause
the wonders of it all
and we bring about its glorious fall
Dad don't you wonder anymore
at what cost
do we delight
in the demise of our life
distracted and turned about
we can't see the distorted images
silenced their shout.
Stand aside in the shadows we hide
and watch the leaders of men
march us by
Leading further down this spiral ride.
Integrity has lost its luster
Chilvary an ideal of olden times
and finding disregard for goodness in
daily rhymes...
Is it too late
to debate
a change of pace
for the human race
we chase
so blindly
letting those seeming
without sight
lead the fight to a better
democracy
truly though
it is hipocracy
bring our way of life to the dead
freedom from one while the remaining fled
still in same
our own shores are littered with
the remains of potential..
A pass through country of no worth
we built it and oh its glory is
awe insprining
yet fallen is the virtue of its source...
It seems dead, its not moving anymore
and we like the distraction of
not knowing we don't know...