Fly

This poem's not for me,
think twice before you leave home tonight,
think twice before you leave town tonight,
think twice before you think twice for it's time to think twice about the people who didn't think twice before they left home last night to kill!

Have we got an excuse as to why we aren't turning to God? Do we only pray when gripped by fear, or do we pray throughout the year?

Why do we stand, walk, live, die? Are we so hardened that to answer this question truthfully we have to lie?
You will die someday, i will die too
but before i die i will tell you
think about what you did in life for a while and why.
Was it for posterity? Or was it for posterity?
If it was, was it for the entire world or was it for the bubble that we live in?
I live in a bubble, i hope i change, i hope i can think of the world and make it a better place, i hope!

Yet, it's actions that speak louder than words.
We are birds, eat and fly.