Sunday, August 8, 2010

Big City Evil In A Small Town

July 30th, 2010

My skull opened up and this flew out of my brain. It's from not liking this small town. It kind of strangles the creative flow at times. It isn't very pleasant. It's quite dark. I wasn't going to initially post it. Please don't try to burn my house down over my lyrics. :P

The pages are turning faster and faster,
I put ink on them and become their master,
The days have come when I burn it all down,
Everything will in this pathetic fucking town,
If it survives it becomes filled with social distortion,
Jobless fathers and young teens getting abortions,
Everyone running around, trying to get high,
Trying to escape from the truth, for they prefer the lie,
Sickness, famine, disease, war, and corruption,
All these politicians spitting words like lava from an eruption,
These young men and women knowing nothing but crime,
While all the little children look for something to mime,
The depravity is running rampant through the air,
The people lost long ago, the will to care,
The elderly look around and frown,
At all the big city crime in such a small town,
What happened to all the good in the world, they cry
The youth respond with hurry up and die,
All of this hate is making me sick,
As the good man lies down on the pavement,
He has become silenced with a single swift kick.

3 comments:

  1. Small town life can be overwhelming. It seems to me it's all small town once you know the players. Those of us who notice, write. And it's very good.

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  2. Unfortunately this could be written about any town/city. Very well written.

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  3. Strong words.
    are all small towns like this one??
    I think not.

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