the darkness run 17

You crawl from the ruins
Of bad choices of sins and of greed
Staring at the darkness run
Is life coming to this?

The frogs and back-doors
In the political games of survival
The principles throwing out to the wind
It's the paper wealth eagerly wait

The country's finance
Running into ruins
For the lazy bones sucking it dry
Working hard they make so much noise

They want to be spoon fed
Through others sweat and tears
They are the peacocks; the rest are working slaves
The engine of growth for the nation

They are the vampires
Waking up only at night
Sucking out the blood of others
They call it their rights......

The day they sleep
Dreaming it all through space
Believing it is given
The country is for them

When the truth is told
They can't live with it
Angry faces minds running scared
They turn over never want to help

In the darkness run
You watch the shadows play
The coast of lies and half truths
Leading all the same kind to doom

The crescent moon bathes the night
Linking shadows with her light
Moving slowly exposing the truth
Of what lies behind trees and walls