Open Your Eyes and Stand Still

Our children's role models are rolling stones Who tumble out of control Until they reach rock bottom In a land(fill)ed with wasted human remains Like.... broken hearts, wasted dreams and souls unrummaged TIC TOC Is the sound of our love for life running out And our children are looking for US As we run about Grown men and women wildin' out Our children are CRYING OUT While playing hide and seek games with bullies and gun rays We sit in our fancy cars and lose consciousness Behind tented shades....... Fresh and electric poetry that will take your mind on a trip, nourish your soul and make you want to start a revolution.