Laughing as the hearts continue to ache in the morning, afternoon and evening after a long night of weeping. Chuckling as it continues on for weeks, even months.
Laughing as fights between friends take place,
as our lovers go wrong.
as our best friend is murdered.
as our loved ones fall to cancer, disease...
as the mothers and the fathers neglect their children, they once thought they loved.
Laughing as the woman starves herself to gain a perfect image, and gain attention she's so desperately wanted
as the woman's shirt gets lower, the pant legs higher, the hips smaller and the breasts larger to please and obtain the men.
Laughing as our minds and bodies go numb, no longer able to gain pleasure from our passions we only thought we once had.
Laughing as children are put into labor, making roughly $1.25 a day so those of the western world can enjoy their brand-name shoes.
Laughing as the child doesn't wish to go to school, because he is bullied for being who he is and what he was born with.
as the teachers subtly tell their student they're not fitting to mainstream gender stereotypes.
I envision him enjoying the sight as they seek more pills and liquor to numb the pain he only allowed in the first place.
Finding pleasure as humans fall to their knees and thank him for his grace.
as they write songs and sing glory to his name
and when good happens to them? is it disappointment? is it gladness?
as our lovers go wrong.
as our best friend is murdered.
as our loved ones fall to cancer, disease...
as the mothers and the fathers neglect their children, they once thought they loved.
Laughing as the woman starves herself to gain a perfect image, and gain attention she's so desperately wanted
as the woman's shirt gets lower, the pant legs higher, the hips smaller and the breasts larger to please and obtain the men.
Laughing as our minds and bodies go numb, no longer able to gain pleasure from our passions we only thought we once had.
Laughing as children are put into labor, making roughly $1.25 a day so those of the western world can enjoy their brand-name shoes.
Laughing as the child doesn't wish to go to school, because he is bullied for being who he is and what he was born with.
as the teachers subtly tell their student they're not fitting to mainstream gender stereotypes.
I envision him enjoying the sight as they seek more pills and liquor to numb the pain he only allowed in the first place.
Finding pleasure as humans fall to their knees and thank him for his grace.
as they write songs and sing glory to his name
and when good happens to them? is it disappointment? is it gladness?
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