London Bridge is falling down for the sins of London's sons Silver spoons that choose to fight should never have the right of our heads bowed Silence is for the people that never had a choice Flowers are for the ones who had no weapons but a voice Freedom is such a tired word and in privileged hands it becomes numb You can easily fight for freedom without violence or a gun So London Bridge will continue to fall until London's sons stop acting blameless Maybe one day they'll have the guts to ask for some forgiveness Until then the fire of blame will continue to spread becoming more contagious and hatred won't die, while men continue to lie, instead of loving their enemies and their neighbours

Copyright © amapola white | Year Posted 2017