Times have Changed

Times have changed when we were young
things that happened that we laugh about today
From sticks and leaves, to guns and knifes
God how much more change is on the way

Now I wish not to take another breath
for everything i've touched has turned to rust
and nothing good has come from my words
and as i look to my dreams they turn to dust

What can i achieve if i'm unwilling to try
I am no use on this earth as a man
everyone would be better off without me around
I'd even be a waste on the beach if i was sand

Life has no meaning anymore to me
maybe dead i could be at peace with my soul
For now i'm a dead man walking
and i've lost every ounce of self control

The barel, five chamers empty short of being full
only one is needed for my purpose here
The devil welcomes me with open arms
But God my savior is the one i fear

Take me away with one swift pull
and take me out of this world of greed and death
and let my legs fall out from under my body
and only then shall i take my path

and so i die slowly no pain at all
and laying on the ground i stare blankly at the wall
and think back to all those that were there
in memory, love, devotion, and care.

Kyvan Wilson