Warped Paradise by Aaron Lawrence

Lost souls march backward
Heads facing forward
Their hearts sinking
Their bodies numb
Marching to the beat of a slavers drum
Lets all hold hands and walk together in this warped paradise

With shouting and gesticulation 
Spread the message without hesitation
Sow fear in their hearts
Reap hopelessness in their eyes
Fix yesterday's tomorrow
Dont get caught up in future sorrow
Share a smile and walk together in this warped paradise

Stop and hear the soft shouts of the minority
And give them a pretentious helping hand, infidelity.
Comfort them with practised plastic smiles
Appeal to them with politically correct discourse
But share not your hearts intension 
Prey on their insecurities, hesitation
Lets pat ourselves on the back, our greatest creation, this warped paradise.


Copyright Aaron Lawrence