A broken soul with a bitter smile

born into poverty, this child made wild

for just water he walks a mile

as everday has become a trial

natures the executioner and judge

good thing he doesnt know we hold a grudge

living in hell but we cant bare to nudge

ourselves away fron the rat race

and have to face disgrace

to realize we did nothing to not let this child die

maybe we dont unveil our eyes because if we did how could we not cry

amazing how in time ideals fly by

when you were new to this earth, wouldnt let love be shy

although eventually we all turn to greed when we learn the word buy

money is happiness and with enough stuff we can miss

that the only bliss this kid may feel is getting through another day

spilling blood over diamonds so he can pay

for s*** food and dirt water

no we wont be bothered after a billion bodies

homosexuality is forbidden but to feel forced to help wont check you into their salvetion

such ddegradation t the words of jesus christ

his words spliced because its nice

to freely preach divison under the cloak of religion

corruption inserted over centuries with subtle incisions

provisions of hate that have for so long torn us apart

shall finnaly start to crumble

with the compassionate and humble leading the demolition

so the predictions of all the messiahs can come to fruition

bring submission to the lies called superiority and difference