Beggars exist because of thieves
Greed still rampant after all these years
Innocence lost as a widow grieves
Corporate profits triple off bottled tears
Evil entered the garden and sin bloomed
Without words of love all light is doomed
Loners talk about freedom and lie
Inviting misery to tag-along by their side
Confessing to stars under a pale sky
In lowly valleys where the monsters hide
Strangers wander across this wasteland
Hidden secrets fester under desert sand
Silence sits heavy when left alone
Guilt is a product of doing others wrong
Words are daggers piercing bone
Smooth piano riff driving an honest song
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2026









Damian your words pack a powerful punch my friend. They swing sharply for the truth. Great piece!