The government, in my opinion, is not willing to listen. I think that it is the peoples job to make them. In my poem, On and On, I hope to inspire the voices of many.
On and on
On and on
The world goes on
It never stops
I can’t go on
Feeling numb
The world goes on
You can never stop
Breaking the silence
Squalling the silence
Feeling the screams
Chilling your bones
Breaking the silence
Squalling in silence
Killing me softly
Ending the world
Feel lives now ending
Screaming bloody rage
Why are we Pretending
Lives will stay the same
All the death and torment
You see it every day
World we know is ending
And all we want is change
You say you wanted freedom
Still we keep on moving
Forgetting what we’ve done
World we know is ending
What have we become?
Can’t look in the mirror
All you see is hate
The world we know is ending
Why would lives stay the same?
Killing on
Riot on
The world goes on
Never stops
So bomb on
Murder on
The world goes on
Why won’t it stop?
Riots in the streets
We feel that’s all we have
Fight against the system
Against a biased man
Governments repressing
The rights that we uphold
What’s motive to follow
Rules that we are told?
What’s to gain in this false freedom?
End now this silence
The silence to world
Scream out your own voice
Don’t let them miss a word
No point in pretending
That happiness will grow
Unless you end this silence
The truth is never known
Silence
Endless
Killing me
Softly
Now the world
Dead to all
Can’t go on
End ourselves
On and on
On and on
The world now gone
We end
Now the world
Dead to all
Can’t go on
Ending now
