Overwhelming with no control
Are we that really strong enough
Don’t know why but we pay the toll
Kicking the dog frustrated and handcuffed
Pushing through the goo of delusion
Forget about your fevered chills
The road’s long with no conclusion
Changing the world’s a constant hill
Forget blood it lowers pressure
Victims together but alone
Some things never change good brother
And I get to chew the first bone
© 2012 Michael Yost 4/5
Changing the world’s is a constant hill, I love that line.
Thanks Ina, I hope some more are forth coming.