Here we go again once more, <br />On the same old road as before, <br />Casting away from blackened shores <br />To walk in footprints to heavens door, <br />Too ask the questions as before <br />Simply, <br />Why do the answers make no sense? <br />Why do we live life without acquiescence? <br />Rules within walls that make no sense <br />Why do all leaders believe <br />They are heaven sent? <br />Hell bent on war and punishment <br /> <br />Innocence falls victim too, <br /> From our corrupted leaders tightened screw. <br />Poisoned by fears, <br />Fears they choose to inflict on you. <br />Just to enforce there view <br />It's not for you to choose <br />It's all just a pre-planned <br />Immoral ruse <br /> <br />Ahead they plan, scheme and tweak <br />So in there hands we all fall weak <br />Diplomatic land apparently had <br />But only as a smoke screen to <br />Shield there plan <br /> <br />So now are voice's echo <br />In empty corridors, <br />For the world is now there's <br />Never mine nor yours<br /><br />Daniel Richards<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/empty-corridors/
