Anymore!

now where will we go
and what will we do
the price is too heavy
and the payment's come due

we stand and face our own raging egos,
the mistakes of the past taunt us from the shadows,
if we cant redeem today they'll be no tomorrow,
we were born to run never born to follow,
we look in our hearts and find that we're hollow,
confessing our sins and drowning in sorrow.....

and as the wind blows hard on freedom's shores,
we stare in the mirror and unlock the door....
our sons their victims, our daughters their whores,
we're not gonna take it anymore!
.......just not gonna take it anymore!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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