If men won't keep the peace for themselves, they should do it for our children.
Will the children of earth
Ever know any peace?
There's a market for organs;
Lethal weapons galore
Will the sane generation
Ever rule anymore?
Daily madmen and bodies
Grow and litter our streets
Is there hope for redemption
When hearts cease to beat
Killers and rapists
Are 'early released'
To run wild and rampant
In the midst of our streets
Will the children of earth
Ever know any peace?
The elders all wonder
What's a body to do
When armies of children
Scare the hell out of you
They steal your possessions
And value no life
They take it for granted
That it's their right
Well, I won't be bullied
Until I lay in my grave
I want the freedoms
Our forefathers gave
If the children of earth
Are to know any peace
We must guide the children
And 'take charge' again
Hiding in the corners
Lets the evil reign win
We'll punish the lawless
And banish gang rule
However, they cry
Those children are cruel
Do your job; do your best
Everybody must try
To make miracles
So Earth will survive
Then the children of earth
Will finally know peace
I have written a chapter called I Am That, I Am in this inspirational compilation book by best-selling authors and wonderful people from all walks of life xox :-D (Its sister book is called Adventures In Manifesting - Success and Spirituality)
Hugs
Nancy