Open Your Eyes and Stand Still

Our childrens role models are rolling stonesWho tumble out of control Until they reach rock bottomIn a land(fill)ed with wasted human remainsLike. broken hearts, wasted dreams and souls unrummagedTIC TOCIs the sound of our love for life running outAnd our children are looking for USAs we run aboutGrown men and women wildin outOur children are CRYING OUTWhile playing hide and seek games with bullies and gun raysWe sit in our fancy cars and lose consciousnessBehind 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.