Masses

Is it really worth all of this bother

Another day putting one foot in front of the other

Twenty-four hours filled with trouble and strife

Minutes pass by while battles are rife

So much worry and pain behind every closed door

Following the sun comes another downpour

On the horizon and spreading over the land

A fresh hope is spreading, escape is at hand

Some forget to look back on their flight to the top

Wings to be clipped by sons that won't stop

What they fail to see, their one major flaw

Evil feeds upon evil, hearts and minds that won't thaw.

The masses are stirring and no longer fooled

Their days are numbered we will no longer be ruled

Forgotten in scheming, they can't help but miss

The power of the people is centred in this:

In a world full of lies one thing still holds true

Till the day that I die, I will always love you