UnDONE

Dark and early, rain drumming on the rooftop overhead

I feel the sadness of your empty room in my heart 

And the fading echoes of the last time you said I love you Dad 

A world made complete in four words 



A world gutted in a heart beat when they shot you down 

The heartless machine of population control 

Run by dark spirits possessing the filthy rich 

Needle-ssly segregating you from your life 



Until giving into their demands stopped your dreams dead 

Safe and effective, non-culpable homicide 

For those who make the rules to keep us in check 

So it seems they will get away with murder 


Not if we, with Truth on our side can help it 

Everyone will answer for all things done 



..and UnDONE