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Life and death.
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Sunday, 17 November 2013
The Lost Diaries Part 5
Self Fulfilling Prophecy
It's a sad sad world that we’re living in People around us consumed by their own sin The strong eat the weak and the weak feed the strong No wonder why all can’t get along Brutal violence has poisoned our streets And the drugs and guns and knives are there to feed This social image that the media believes in And forcefully controls our minds to perceive Ourselves as gangsters Ourselves as outcasts And so the teachers too will point in the class “You’ll be a lawyer, you’ll be a nun!” “If you study hard boy you’ll be a rich business man” “But you there lad, here take this gun” “You’ll be the mistake that society learns to run from” “And you there coloured boy, put down that book!” “And pick up the trash and throw away your looks” “For you will have no brain so put that in the bin too And give up on school ‘cos I will give up on you” And thus are born the children of the system One with a degree And the other with his fist on The faces of our mothers and fathers in anger For no one believed that he could do it so he gave up And when the system lets you down The streets will pick you up The devil in your ear will give you want you want A life of hatred and a life of crime A life of fast money, drugs and grime And before you know it you come across him A man of the system now his soul lost within The city and his briefcase, his wallet and money And you stare at his wealth He looks upon you funny And doesn’t recognise you from the teachers class Because he learned to step over you like broken glass And so you pick up the shards that tore you apart And put 1, 2 3 of them straight through his heart For you yearned to be noticed and you yearned to shine And now forever you will spend the rest of your time In the darkest cells The systems hell To try and correct you to act real well But if it weren’t for that self fulfilling prophecy You could have held that brief case and smelt that money But instead society turned its back on you And the devil became your best friend too So now it’s a sad sad world that you’re living in Stuck in a hole, consumed by your sin The strong eat the weak, but the weak poison the strong No wonder why we all can’t get along.
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