shots ring out,
sirens wail.
street grinders turn,
the gates of hell.
we push and shout,
we take and drive,
aint nobody
gonna get out alive.
the price of life,
nickels and dimes.
faceless souls,
redeem the time.
the weight of skin,
and rusted chains.
take a pill
to numb the pain.
life gone crazy,
life gone mad.
what they have
is what you had.
who do you own,
who owns you?
what can you say,
what can you do?
fathers bury sons,
and daughters weep.
you cannot stop,
you cannot sleep.
political lies,
dont feed the need.
another casualty,
of the greed.
go to war,
march to the hate.
you wake up guilty,
and it's too late.
you pray to god,
only to hear the echo.
carrying the mark
of your own sorrow.
life gone crazy,
life gone mad.
what they have
is what you had.
who do you own,
who owns you?
what can you say,
what can you do?
Eric Cockrell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-gone-crazy/
