Day wonSEVEN

In our darkest hour,
we must not devour,
our thoughts of sweetnees,
our thoughts of sour.


In the sky beneath,
we must not lose belief,
our uniqueness is treat,
we must beleive.

In our hast of pace,
our life's turn to waste,
for the people in power,
their embarassment is saved.


On the planet of earth,
we ponder our worth,
but it seems to evade,
has done since birth.


On this clock well timed,
our rights are tried,
would anyone care?
if we all just died?


On this unknown land,
we must take our chance,
for the way we collapse
is out of our hands.


If our time's not spent,
and there is nothing left,
then their forceful actions,
will not be condemned.


If my heart falls through,
which i expect will do,
can you save me please,
no one else but you.


If all else fails,
left on that winding trail,
as one i will conquer,
i will not fail.