Wretched Times – Written December 1994 (Aged 19)

Wretched Times

wretched times
these times we live
a dream world
that we dreamed to create
now it is becoming something
that we are beginning to hate
wretched times
serious greed
serious crimes
and so much hate of creed
what are we supposed to do
the river of life runs red
i guess we must look to the future
to make it pure
wretched times maybe
but things are not all bad
paradise is still across the sea
something to work towards
something that holds our sanity
we have to get out there
get towards a better future
wretched times
but we can work, to make them pure

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James Garratt – December 1994

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