Yo, I started writing then just hit a wall...sorry dude. Posting what I got instead of no showing. Signing out for a while though.
Looking at the world from a multi-screen in the core, I can see them explore
Tress shedding leaves, I see disease...I see each beast as they roar
I see people feast, I see evil preaching deplore
I see every beach, every shore...every lease, every store
The police on the beat, the deceased and the born
I see our beliefs being torn, I see the feeble and sore
I see everything but peace...that's one thing I don't see anymore
Sitting back to flick the channels, searching for a show
The love channel isn't working, there's church but no one goes
No wonder humanity's berserk, when hurt just overflows
Channel jumping, til the glowing panel hands me something
I think I can see someone through the static...running...
...Channel 247
Her hair dances lazily in the breeze of a hazy spring night
It's dark, but the rays she radiates from her face will bring light
She seems to fly as grace paints her wings white
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He listens to voices inside of his mind
Explicit and poisonous violent crime.
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