Thursday, February 21, 2008

Locked gates

Well the gates are locked
St. Peter should say
The Big Guy was having a really bad day
Coz the whole damned world had lost it's way
None of you get access to come inside
Until you wipe your feet
And stop all that whining
I gave you the earth
And what did you do
You trashed it
And then spoiled all the water on it to
A man's heart is always his home
I gave you the flowers
I gave you the seas
Not to own but just to please
Now where is your heart
I see all your trash
I see no new life
Only death of your past














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