Babies held high pointed toward the sky
Never die but live on!
Voices whisper in hushed tones around the tomb
Erected in remembrance of a life that was doomed
Before it even left the womb
And came to know all too soon
Tears and frustration
Heartache and damnation!
Babies held high pointed toward the sky
Never die but live on!
Bullets shatter brain matter
Across the horizon of existence
Scattering memory haphazardly along the way
Defining yesterday but will blossom in tomorrow
Filled with sorrow
As dreams diminish into nothingness
Babies held high pointed toward the sky
Never die but live on!
Screams of agony rip through subconscious layers of pain
That will never produce gain
But mushroom into blame and shame
And crush aspirations
Into a dust that spreads thinly over a polished reflection
Shimmering in the allusion of the now
Babies held high pointed toward the sky
Never die but live on!
Delusions measured out and dispersed in doses
Of an instant fluorescent infusion
An escape from reality into feigned grandeur and splendor
Of a world that does not exist.
And then becomes one with the reality that was
But will be no more!
Babies held high pointed toward the sky
Never die but live on!
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