Shackles

Why must we endure so much pain
That our souls it will forever stain
Why is it when life is so great
That our joy will fastly desinagrate
How is it that no matter what there's always rules
To which people use as slavery tools
Why must there be an obstacle in our way
That to move forward we must eternally pay
How is that people find ways to terrorize others
That they are able to tear apart lovers
When will this madness ever end
When will the shackles finally bend
When will we destroy the final poacher
And when will we end this torture?