Blood is Real

You say you care for them,
The nameless faces filling the spaces around you,
Dream for their salvation,
From the wreckage those nameless slaves call life.

What are you gonna do?
Keep talking? Keep dreaming?
These are fake!
Blood is real!

You say that they need help,
Before cruel darkness drags them to their end,
Dream for things to be changed,
From destruction to meadows and butterflies.

What are you gonna do?
Keep talking? Keep dreaming?
These are fake!
Blood is real!

While their blood is split,
What is your's doing?
Your talk is wreckage,
Your dreams are darkness,
You wanna change the world?
Then what are you still doing with your blood?
Their sufferings are real,
Their dying cries are true!
Offer them your life,
Give them your blood,
Cos only blood can save the world.

So what are you gonna do?
Start changing! Start bleeding!
This is help,
Cos blood is real!


By Joseph Gage