Voice of the Voiceless

Nathan
OK AC Youth
March 2013

Your roses are red and your violets are blue,

But the flowers in my life are of a colorless hue.

My sun has set and has yet to rise,

While your sun reflects off the lust in your eyes.

I bleed red as Christ’s blood had shown

While you bleed green, as your pockets have grown.

All of these differences define one single fact,

The world is a cage and I am a rat.