He walks in the middle of the road,
Feeling nonchalant about the world.
He sees a painter with no paint, a canvas of emptiness.
Imaginations of black and white.
He looks up at the sky,
and found a lonely kite with no strings attached.
He looks for a boy that held up the kite,
but only saw a child with no food and health.
that hungers for death.
He sees a police car park in front of a store,
and saw who's at fault in this heinous core.
The police who served protection,
only causes more destruction.
Selling drugs to the teenage mugs.
He sees a teacher with no students.
An artist with no art.
A singer with no voice.
A musician with no music.
He looks towards heaven,
only saw a world full of raven.
And there he lies, in the middle of the road,
paralyze to the rest of the world,
and says "Here lies a world, with no dream, with no hope, with no God."
Because Rhio called "First Read."
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