no ones talking
the people don't know
what to say no more
every ones going
their own separate ways
no longer together
a world being torn apart
little by little
with every shake
and storm
children know they
have no leaders
so they know
who not to follow
fulfillment is now hollow
duped at every turn
in every line there's a loop
though it is see through
we seem to still fall through
those who return
preaching
"HEAVEN IS A GHETTO TOO"
can't get through
the roadblock up ahead
searched seized
snatched out of bed
ridiculed for the word
that has been spoken
since the vessel was broken
truth was never spoken
in a world not listening