A Little Help From My...

American Poem/Thoughts

Little Help From." JDR

The world I know
Is in an unstable condition,
We’ve come a long way,
And showed so much ambition.
But we always forgot that
There is still a job called;
A Mortician.

We battle and we try to feast
On all others countries main exports.
Actually, they feast,
On food meant for our least
Favorite citizens,
The remorse.

One word could actually
Save the World…
Forgive.

We never had a chance in Vietnam,
Enslaving a Man,
Was just plain ole’ Fucking
Wrong.

Hitler Never invaded Poland,
Muslims never took that Airline Trip.
And The West Bank
Just through a killer Party…
For the Strip.

Can We as a Society?
Let Bye Gones Be Bye Gones?

Forgive and Forget,
What we used to have
When we weren’t in debt.

This is the Secret to World Peace.
Let the White Doves Sail…
There’s Nothing to loose,

No More Grief
Or ego’s to Bruise.

“All I Need,
Is a Little Help…
From My Friends” –Joe Cocker