Cattle’s Call

Broken is my human heart The world around me is falling apart Unthinking is the average man Those in power thinking hard Yet their thoughts they are the same They are lost souls who need some one to blame So many people so few are unique Like cattle in the slaughterhouse They live and then they die All are the same So little will change So sad it is to know As I walk among these foolish souls That if they could all know We would all be so happy but NO! Yet most people are to weak To pathetic to think They turn to the lies They use a disguise Yet the truth is always same That never will change Now the future is bleak But am happy to think That in time they will see Even if by then It wont effect me ……………………………….................. Release