I Stop and Stare

Reflexionz

I stop and I stare

Violence and despair the order of the day

Futsek Futsek, they say

Bow at the barrel of the pistol

For they are the slave of the system

I stop and I stare

The Death of a Nation yet at Birth

Reactionary Leaders

Devise their own Demise

Religious Leader left with their jaws on the floors… stop

Stop… stop, they cry

Stop and heed the Call of the Young

I stop and she Cries

Stares at the very Red of his Eye

Is it Ganjah or Drugs that got him so High?

Behold the demise of the little One

Stop and Step back

Behold the work of your Hand

Fatass Politiciaans running our nation with obscured Vision

Intelligent and Negligent

Behold the Beginning of your End. Stop and Reflect