Literature
+Paradise+
Fuck the World,
Like it fucked you.
You're not alone,
It fucked me too.
And all the people,
Young and old;
Who fight against
What they are told.
We are the Wise,
Who care enough
To raise our voice,
And call the bluff.
The public speaks
in monotone,
Everyone's someone
Else's clone.
The leaders act
Oh so serene,
But they terrorize,
Behind the scenes.
Selling hearts,
And trading lies.
Can you hear
The volume rise?
They keep control
With fabricated dreams.
Nothing here
Is what it seems.
Take a chance,
Toss the dice.
This is the cost
Of Paradise.