So the sparrow has landed on it's leaf,
but the cat at the stump will die,
no more shall we play tag,
But to be consumed by hate.
Don't know what else to write can't think on the spot i'll finish this later.
I look at all the lonley people,.....
people stand there wondering
never able to see the truth
where do we go from here
Blue boy Blue runs away,
from the yellow bellied cat,
but they pail in comparison to the way we live,
man is the biggest coward that ever walked the earth.
people go on with their lives,
never wondering wher they go,
but one knows he can see all,
but when he dies none shall have happened.
wo when the birds no longer fly,
and the people all slither,
what shall we become,
why I ask you why?
Shall we die or kill,
should we love or hate,
whats the point of living,
to die is why.
