Can people just stop wishing that what they had was more, <br />when actually they have the things that people have died for. <br />Can't you see you burn to the core, <br />can't you see you burn to the core. <br /> <br />Can't you see you're lucky, just stop to smell a rose, <br />before your time on earth is done or before your heart would froze. <br />Your bones shall wither and be food for the crows, <br />your bones shall wither and be food for the crows. <br /> <br />Cause that's what you are, take a good long look inside, <br />your greed and selfcenteredness you cannot hide. <br />You are the one who takes the easy ride, <br />you are the one who takes the easy ride. <br /> <br />You would break and burn to have your own will done, <br />but to sorrow and hurt is where you would come. <br />Blind is the one that to the fire must run, <br />blind is the one that to the fire must run.<br /><br />Elbert Matt Loubser<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cry-to-the-cold/
