Red Flood
Thoughts, emotions, struggles, love and loss,
Those things create life, rhythm, happiness, joy, tears and blood,
Things that stain the world and paint the skies of night and day,
The sun was the object of joy and happiness,
The night was the object of fear, sadness and the uncertain,
The rain is to weigh us down and to carry our red pain of blood,
Blood that stains the rivers, seas and the ocean,
Billions of people work for nothing but to flood the red stain of pain,
Pain only fuels by each other, feeding the pain machine, feeding the rages of others,
Many people will fall so that others can learn,
But history is plagued with an evil circle humanity never seem to learn,
Blind sighted, by themselves and only grows when more join in,
This red flood seems doomed to last forever,
Closed eyes, narrow minds, misunderstood, and mistrusted by others,
Things that bring a tons of pain in the smallest of ways,
Yet always cutting the deepest, deep to cause death or just deep enough to survive,
Only one in a billion people are here to help you,
To try and make you understand,
Life is one enormous chance, many chance then make up your life,
Try and see, you may succeed or take a chance an you may fail,
Someone out there may have already made that same chance,
Listen and maybe you’ll learn,
Other wise you too will droned in the red flood that has engulfed humanity,
Listen and you’ll survive.