Fish us

 

My hands are tied behind an unbreakable wall
My legs are bound to the rotten ground
When I look above, I see the sun melting away
And with false hope, I can see another day
I'm shouting with all of my power
But the big man's fist is rolling me down
Oh down... Those who talk are consuming control
Blinded by lust, they sway across our souls
And there we stand together tied behind thee unbreakable wall
And there we stand together tied behind thee unbreakable wall
Now as we stand fearless in the fishpond
they find new ways to fish us
they find new ways to fish us
they find new ways to fish us from the water

 

©2017 by Mosh Werner

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