Little boy

Little boy why are you so sad/
lost your joy, no longer glad/
a dream is all he had/ it’s that bad/
you couldn’t go through half of that/
without going completely mad/
spit reality, no beat/ it’s a rap/
deadbeat dad beats the crap/
out of the men collecting debt/
broke, but he’d still break bread/
honor and respect he would imbed/
everyday he would get out of the bed/
so his family could be fed/ no tears shed/
it’s insanity/ yet for so many the reality/
we live in a world stripped of all morality/

little boy why are you so sad/
the occupation killed his dad/
he wants revenge, picks up a gat/
now, who can blame him for that/
he got one life, not nine like a cat/
no lying, they crossed the line, so sad/
dozens dying at a time, it’s that bad/
he is lost and lonely/ lost his homie/
though not the only, dying slowly/
no one told him, he’d be homeless/
or why he has to live oppressed/ life’s a test/
live in his own land as a guest/ he’s all depressed/
minors they arrest/ keep your cards close to the chest/
an entire people live in distress/ the demons he detests/
what’s next, have a guess, you shouldn’t be perplexed/
world governments pose an obstruction/
blind to the daily death and destruction/

little boy why are you so sad/
my family is dead/ he said/
and shook his head/ the devil he met/
bombs blew buildings and broke bridges/
enemy concealed behind shield, like bitches/
he grew up hardcore, executing snitches/
every two weeks, body full of stitches/
too late to turn away from the riches/