Friday, May 19, 2017


I’m going to my happy place
It’s calling me right now
I’m going to my happy place
Where I can go and plan my escape
The world is convulsing
Turning upside down
It’s afoul with hate and fear
A place of dread
In fear we tread
Children tortured
Babies butchered
Innocents slaughtered
The rest of us monitored
What kind of place is this?
I keep preaching hope and love
I’ve been deceived
It’s hate and greed
And it fits just like a glove