To trust our lives

Protection they provide

The arms that support

Are created and corrupted 

Aggravation

These wounds

Continuance

Of no support 

Will they heal without it 

A million memories

Do they remember

Just a life passes

That it’s the dream they fight for

Or is it really what they believe 

Are they fighting for this belief

Or for each other

For the lives of friends and family 

Racing by

Projectiles of violence created

In a single lead weight

Fired upon the thoughts

For penetration 

Aggravation

Will these wounds heal

A dream in slowing dying

For a cause that’s slowly dying 

Few terrorize the minds of many

An agenda of its own

Power of politics shown 

Media floods the air waves

Some truth

Some completely falsified 

Have they lied 

I believe so 

When we asked to believe in government

The very words belief carries the word lie

Who do we trust 

Our gut feeling

Or a moderator who is known for self preservation

At any cost. 

Who do we trust

Who do we die for

Under this self agenda