Innocent Blood

You pick up a gun, you slaughter,
Someone’s son, someone’s daughter.
With fun you kill,
On the sight of blood you gain a thrill.
How can you do what you do?
Look at how many you slew.
Look into the eyes of the persons you caused dead.
They are the ones who cause their families to be fed.
Their blood is on your hand.
When judgement comes, God will be coming with their demand.
For their parents children are crying,
Now their tears someone other than family will be drying.
But you will pay,
And big you will pay someday.
Retribution is in the air!
So you better fear.
For all those that you rob,
Start begging, you gonna sob.
For the evils that you do,
Watch your back, for they are coming back to you.

Support

Can a baseless building alone stand?
Or does it need support pillars to be grand?
When a marriage goes hither tither,
Do the spouses not need each other to make it better?
When one becomes lame and sway,
Is it not his crutches that help him on his way?
When the weak are not able,
Is it not the strong that will enable?
When the old become delicate and sway,
Is it not the young that should help them on their way?
When a friend is in need,
Is it not the support of his friend he will heed?
How can a tree grow in stature?
Unless its roots are connected to nature.
When earthling man cried out of need, of want, of fear,
Is it not our heavenly father that answers our prayer?
Support in itself is what you make it to be.
It is what saves humanity.
It is our symbiotic unity with one another,
It is dependency on our brother,
It is the lever that makes life easier.
The catalyst that yet unchanged makes things simpler.
And the sooner we realize support is an asset,
Is the quicker we will understand life works better as a duet.