Red Wall

I hate that my dc*k is small. She moans for me, but deep down I know she’s faking.

Gold in their pockets, lies on their lips, They steal from the hungry with greedy grips. Schools left in ruins, roads torn apart, Yet castles are built on the people’s heart. Justice is traded, the truth betrayed, Hope is the price the poor have paid. Corruption kills, but we stay afraid.

Hands that should serve now steal instead, Justice is blind, but the poor lie dead. Truth is silenced, greed wears the crown, When corruption rules, a nation drowns.

Bombs write the sky in fire and flame, While children hide, too young for blame. Cities crumble, hearts turn cold, Dreams of tomorrow bought and sold. The earth is weary of endless war, Of borders painted in blood once more. Mothers weep for sons not returned, Homes reduced to ashes burned. Is peace a story too fragile to keep? Why must the innocent pay so deep? One world, one sky, yet we divide, When love could stand where hate resides. Listen, leaders, hear our plea, No war, no blood, let all be free.

Golden towers rise, but shacks still fall, Some feast at tables, while others crawl. A child with hunger, eyes hollow and wide, While banquets overflow, nothing to hide. The rich grow richer, their pockets fed, The poor grow weary, with broken bread. A system unbalanced, a cruel divide, Where dreams are stolen, and hope denied. Is justice a myth, or just for the few? Does dignity vanish when wealth owns you? We close our eyes, pretend not to see, But chains of poverty bind humanity. Inequality screams in silence each day, Do we rise together, or turn away?