Friday, November 28, 2008

Burn..

The World on fire, I watch it burn.
Safe in my indifference lie.
I close my eyes and stuff my ears,
I see no pain, I hear no cries.

The World on fire, I watch it burn.
and scoff at those who seem to care.
Their tears, their plight it stirrs me not,
I join the crowd to stand and stare.

The World on fire, I watch it burn,
and still go on from nine to five.
Commend myself for my indominable spirit,
The dead fade quick when you're alive.

The World on fire, I watch it burn
and turn my back to all I see.
I knuckle down, believe their lies,
Ofcourse things are better than they used to be.

The World on fire, I watch it burn
while gunshots ring out through the night.
The blood that spills is not my own.
Why should I care? Its not my fight.

The World on fire, I watch it burn.
Its distant still, I pray it stays.
The World's on fire, the flames they spread,
the embers set my heart ablaze.

1 comment:

  1. nice poem..
    that pretty much how everyone behaves when something happens rt...

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