The Claws Of Death
The Claws Of Death
What is this life,
Living in fear,
Death lurking,
Far and near.
Hiding in homes,
Like a roden,
Streets are empty,
No more trodden.
War and flood,
Viruses and bombs,
Bloodshed and loss,
And broken homes.
What is this life,
Living in fear,
Holding you back,
From your near and dear.
Is this pre planned,
Some divine game,
We feel so helpless,
Weak and lame.
What is this life,
Living in fear,
Orphaned babies,
Bloodshed and tear.
