Burning

 

I have been balling my fists

And I have been fighting.

With tears on my cheek,

I have been crying.

Wondered if my friends

Might soon be dying.

For 10 months 

I have been watching.

How with hook, line and

Sinker, they've been talking.

Reeling us in on lies

They are spreading.

The wares they got,

They are selling,

I don’t want it

But you’re demanding

That I take it cause I'm a burden.

So you're killing me here

And you’re laughing.

My death is

Having you smiling.

My body is

The thing you're hiding.

So you could be

Denying,

You don’t know

What you are doing.

This page in history

Is burning.