Casualty

Freedom
Cost of lives taken from them
Who knew such sorrow and beauty
could live among us and still remain
Tragedy
Because that is what we see
What we all plead for and beg for
And we toss out words just two of three
Endless
Because we're a storm
Let's all bring down a rain of fire
To pull out the blood stained thorn
Beating
Beating hearts ache for blood
Trashed and broken and thrown away
Picked clean yet still fallen in mud
Hatred
That's right I said it
Ypeak the truth and speak the lies
You'll never ever be fit

Go on be another casualty
Go on be another victim
Go on slander
Be bold
Be another casualty