The Poets Hideway

 I'm not even sure where to begin with this story. It's an odd case I suppose. Either way a song will be written. ~~~ Attention  Left is right. Right is left. Up is down. Down is up. And up is down. You say all of this. We correct you. But you believe to be right. Seeking attention. That's what I believe you're doing. East is west. West is east. North is south.  And south is north. You say all of this. We correct you.  But you believe it to be right. Seeking attention. That's what I believe you're doing. You talk about depressing things. We lend a helping hand.  You reject it with a fierce strike. And then you go on. And then you go on. On and on. On and on.  On and on.  On and on.  On and on. You leave us worried.  You don't wish you to be seen through. Through your lies. Your lies. Seeking attention. That's what I believe you're doing. You take one look.  You take two looks. Say you did three. We correct you.  And then you say you...

 This came from a thought from my mind. A really really dark thought. Nuke and Death. I won't go into detail. But that's it simplified. I have another song I will put in. But for now, this am anti-war song. ~~~~ The Innocent  Why take the innocent. Why take them way. Life destroyed.  All 'cause of some nuke. Had to be launched. And the world is no more. Just a desert of poison.  Uninhabitable by any man left. But there's none left. None to create a life anew. Life just stands still.  Time moves ever forward. Bodies scattered across the land. Left to be fed to the roaches. Don't let there be war. Don't let there be nukes. Don't let there be no war. Don't let there be no nukes.  For this life is a precious thing. A precious thing we have. And something we hold dear. Don't let it go to waste. Death everywhere you go. Animals bodies scattered across the land. Ashes to ashes.  It's just a body of water and land now. Cities left abandoned. Cities left ...