Some people feel ill when they see the dead <br />Some feel ill at the sight of meat <br />I feel ill when I hear these words <br />“I don’t care, it wont effect me” <br /> <br />In life there is a thing called freedom <br />We take it for granted <br />And we take opinion with a pinch of stupid salt <br />There are people who get no opinion <br /> <br />Why must we forget those few <br />Why must we never care <br />For life <br />Or death <br /> <br />If God exists then who knows what he thinks <br />Of us <br />The few that care <br />You are abusing yourselves <br /> <br />With the drink you poison your minds <br />With the smoke you kill all you have <br />You abuse the thoughts <br />Raise your heads and see <br /> <br />Raise above and look <br />My generation look at the future <br />Will you give up this stupid way <br />Will you ever be free from your madness <br /> <br />And will you remember my words when all the oils gone <br />When all your money is gone and the drink is gone <br />Will you think back to these four lines <br />Well will you? <br /> <br />“When the time comes <br />Raise a glass to those long gone <br />The ones I speak of are your <br />Opinions”<br /><br />Matthew Routledge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/opinions-and-other-animals/
