What did God give to those who were alone?
a family to own
what happened to those who lost theirs?
who cares?
what happened to staying alive?
people don't think about it, they only try to survive
why does the smile become a frown?
why does a person's life insists on going down
What did people do to if they were in pain?
they danced in the rain
they dropped the marijauna and turned to cocaine
they commited suicide and went to hell
and once again the priests rang the church's bell.
What did people do to change?
they didn't act like themselves, they acted strange
they bought a new style, a new personally
they changed from active to lazy
they did what they did and it didn't work out
I wonder what that was about?
Can't someone learn to be happy with themselves?
can't we learn to love ourselves?
I don't want to live with perfection in the air
but I don't want to live with people in despair
God, whoever he really is, put us here to learn to work together
to go through generations and help the new remember
theres thousands, millions of events that shouldn't be forgotten
so why not tell our children?
People out there, care to much of how they look on the outside
but ignore the inside
we can't see inside someone unless we look
but imagine how long that took
one by one you try to see
you see people inside are happy or angry
they're used to the comments people say of how they 'look' or 'act'
they're empty inside for a matter of fact
they are lost, just like you
I wonder if you're feeling that way too?
~ Nom ~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thoughtful piece. Couplets are good with a smooth flow. Title is interesting ('We' maybe I would have used this has a title if its composed by me) . Thought provoking in the end. Good.