Whispers of a falling soul

How are we to raise a child from within
If everything around is infected with sin

Tears are falling
While greed is calling

Once a belief was seen
When the hopes of man was keen

Souls flourished to make a better world
But now only a dollar unfurls

Thoughts of green
Skewed and thought of in a different theme

Death is filling our entertainment
As we lose our sustainment

Wool  pulled so far down we suffocate
As an aspiring dream dissipates

Hearts beat For love
But lust is all that arrives on wings of a dove

Born to fly but taught to crawl
How did our life turn to such a brawl

Death lurks in every crevasse
Leaving minds in such a toss

Love for another man
Became the fathers last hand

Values lost in disarray
For the young do as they may

Our ten laws
were to guide us from flaws

Flames now call
As economies fall

Evil will flow
As our greed still grows



These tears are falling
For my child is not calling...