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stahr
20/F
Isn’t it all games and bets? With my sweet little marionettes Charmingly they fight my wars Dancing to my twiddling force Happily I watch them give in To the daily new laws I spin Dear puppets what choice do you have? But to dodge from the president’s wrath Thus I command you to fight For what should be ours by right Oil, gold, land and power I lust Looting the weak must be shushed To hell you say I should make my way Blaming me for the wars we play Remember it was me who was named To comply the wishes our country claimed Even you’ve got marionettes to your ease Gladly abusing them as you please Power and wealth society craves It’s not just me who misbehaves My successors will replace my place Juggling with morals they will face For the system was painted by society And now it pains our humanity
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Oct 3, 2017
Oct 3, 2017 at 9:38 PM UTC
Marionettes
I wonder, I wonder, how the future will stand How can we live today when tomorrow is planned? So much change has happened in these last decades An endless army of inventions invades The colors, the foods, how intense they became Our senses are drowned by the social flame Spurring lives in which we’re stumbling about Trying to outrun time, yet time runs us out
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Sep 10, 2017
Sep 10, 2017 at 11:48 AM UTC
The Invading Change
The winds, the winds How busy they were Rushing through the port Dancing with yachts everywhere Excited for the journey Did my sail stretch its way “Ahoy, good people” I’ll be gone today Dear maps, dear compass Which direction shall I sail? Too many places I’ve lived I wish I could find a destined trail The place I belong Where might it be? Unsure to decide The nation staying with me Sailing the oceans Helped me carry on Living my life On no-man’s-land I was drawn Searching and searching Bound to find The frustration and anger Forcing life behind A voice within Oh sailor let it be Wherever you go You’ll be merry For only you Will master your speech Alone your beliefs Being the anthem you’ll preach The pulsing city Your mind will be The body will define Your vast country The charm of a sailor Your culture will respect Along the hoisted flag With the nature you project The high ruling judge You are in your court Living history reads The knowledge you support For the way you are So is your realm A world where you rule And you’ll feel at home So carry me waters Where it pleases the winds For at home I am And a new journey begins
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Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 10:07 AM UTC
The Sailor’s Realm