Downfall

As i walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
i sit back and take a long breath,
hold it for comfort deep in my chest,
as my thoughts flood my cranium and drown out the rest,
whether or not i understand, or choose to understand,
how man puts his life in the control of a machine's hand,
God must be disappointed,
for no longer principles and morals have any value but are simply taken for granted,
granted, that there still is decent human life,
that strives to survive in a world taken over by turmoil and strife,
calamity, laced with vulgarities and profanity,
twisted malice and morbid vanity,
all seeming so surreal in all its clarity,
and has been welcomed to all homes through high definition t.v.,
violence and gore,
children wanting more,
while observing destruction holding kitchen knives and eating smores,
they're fallen angels forlorn and forsaken,
cast down from the beautiful skies of heaven,
because they hated the rules of the game of house and crushed the life energy of their parents or other authority figures with a deadly weapon,
their innocence stripped in a blood filled kiddie pool,
show and tell headlines read "Kids toting .45s in school!",
Caution to honor roll students aiming for their honor roll plaques,
because some kids are aiming for brains with concealed cannons in ninja turtle backpacks,
damn, ain't that some shit,
8 year old kids are doing the same thing so-called rappers are doing on their so-called billboard hits,
that's why blind,ignorant, parents have fits,
they say the music and the media are corrupting poor little Johnny,
but what they don't tell them at the PTA meeting is he's being molested by the janitor Ms. Bonnie,
after school he smokes herb with his little cousin sonny,
cause he's depressed cause ms. sally,his teacher told him he was going to grow up into a nobody,
and then !BOOM! she's dead,
johnny shot her in the head,
traded in his number 2 pencil for another kind of lead,
only if there was coaxing and the right words were said,
she would of rised and shined out of her lonely death bed,
finally we exhale, because we gasp for breath as middle men to heaven and hell,
waiting for opportunity or a dark secluded jail cell,
we wait for a new chapter in history, a fresh story to tell,
some wait for Armageddon, the coming of Christ, or the freezing of hell,
the end of a war waged,
while sceptics await the ice age,
truthfully Death will be imminent,
cause the grim reaper is tagging up all our death certificates,
and this is why i must be adamant,
take control of the hate and be valiant,
men drop the role, be respectful and gallant,
because you were raised in a woman's temple the day your mom got pregnant,
respect women and children and the will go by example,
show unity when shit is too hard to handle,
show responsibility when it needs to be taken,
cause childbirth is something not to be lightly taken,
to your woman be true,
cause their tough as a mutha phuka and they can make it without you,
so respect natural places,
new faces and all races,
cause paradise will come after these fucked up rat races!!!