Raised in the slums Forced to live like a bum Ear ringing with a low hum Guitar playing a single strum We all die in the end Whether you were really poor Or were driving a Mercedes Benz So why can't we all get along? Come together and sing a song? Even through all the madness Life is too short for sadness
Fire keeping Static's poetry movement going Haha . i love it ! it has such a beautiful and true message .Preach it !!