Take back (the civil book)

I’m sleeping in a blood bed,our blood banks broke
Kinda thinking it’s a dream,eint have nothing to show in my book
It’s breaking me morally, waking my fears, my major insecurities
Some still thinking it’s a joke,everyone’s going to lose their lives to this illusion
Sometimes wishing I was born rich,my daddy the rule maker
Bending everything to his will,with me not fighting like any other peasant
Do we even care about their power and their riches?coz am broke I have to mop their steps
I too have some goals
They think their great, playing God; trying to make curves off everybody’s living
Wishing I could bring the end of the sequel,where illegal was made legal
Our pain drafting weapons,to drag your bodies to the pothole
Burring them deep, with there eyes wide open
You selling us pills, making us dependent to your narcotic banking clinics
A while back I thought u cared,but it really was just some business
You placing everybody in the den,next to the lions your cloning
Watching families fall to ash,the flames of distraction
My Keens in the hood,we keep count when they fall,no justice ever comes
The cost of being great,the strength to speak against all off this hate
It really takes just one man to start the awaited change

B