Hundred refugees have died
I've heard it on
the morning news and I take a bite of my
bread,
Sipping my coffee, eating my
eggs
Like nothings important out in the
world
Then I choke on the bite I've
taken
When I'm reading the headline
"
One man of a yelling crowd shot a movie of his
suicide "
Noone tried to stop him ! No
!
They just awaited his death
In a
stream of fire
I know you
Don't need
no explanation
Too easy to see you
through
You take a delight of anothers
misfortune
Hidden spite ain`t no way
out
Think again !
What would you do
when you're lying on the ground ?
Would you
cry for help or would you force me to kick you
again ?