For the Love of Life

From this one citizen of domestic estates
to fellow keepers of men
who demand what death implicates
to avoid abandonment

You never meant to hold us back
with your discipline
Protectors learned to crush life down
to hide light like a sin

Young spirits cannot take the smack
of scares to shear their wings
The power that they then lack
a partial death it brings

Always when they are too young,
passion near choked out
Pious pillows against the lungs
not enough breath left to shout

Bright blazes near snuffed to dark black
Tender feelings bruising to an ugly blue
Betrayed and lost to turning back
Shame will cover up
the naked truth for you

Roving in black leather spiked collars
Dark black glittering eyes
Soulless mocking hollers
Red lined lips wear smiling lies
But can't hide the wounded core

Pure white soul pimped out as whore
For the empty sake of safety
that carries no passion to live
Just games for escaping
no true rescue will give

Who can heal the wounded soul?
Who will make the monster whole?
Give souls a shelter
that's more than a prison
Give out the antidote
to the tide of social poison
Somewhere inside
we once fell in love with life
Now instead we hide
to survive near constant strife