I finally made it
To the end of the road
My life told
A good story
What can one do
When the inevitable occurs
Of course, you can fight
And act
As if your antics
Weren't worthless
In fact
You can work less
If you're aware
Of whats the worse
That can happen
The happening happens every minute
Which happens to be
The time
For a hundred tenants
To get evicted
Check the census
And since its
Seconds
That fullfill
Like fantasies
I'll write a fiction
A fraction
Of the factions
Would still
Be in action
Whose actions
Are
Half as cruel
as Hitlers?
Huiessen's
or Stalins?
20 million scream
"Joseph!"
But a child disagrees
And speaks the words
"Barely a third."
So many
Executions
Jesus Christ!
What would you do
The only man
To die
And come back to life
The truth comes to light
But lies lurk in shadows
How shady
Maybe
In May
We can see it all
And to my dismay
This just may be
Already fall
Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 1:03 AM UTC
I finally made it
To the end of the road
My life told
A good story
What can one do
When the inevitable occurs
Of course, you can fight
And act
As if your antics
Weren't worthless
In fact
You can work less
If you're aware
Of whats the worse
That can happen
The happening happens every minute
Which happens to be
The time
For a hundred tenants
To get evicted
Check the census
And since its
Seconds
That fullfill
Like fantasies
I'll write a fiction
A fraction
Of the factions
Would still
Be in action
Whose actions
Are
Half as cruel
as Hitlers?
Huiessen's
or Stalins?
20 million scream
"Joseph!"
But a child disagrees
And speaks the words
"Barely a third."
So many
Executions
Jesus Christ!
What would you do
The only man
To die
And come back to life
The truth comes to light
But lies lurk in shadows
How shady
Maybe
In May
We can see it all
And to my dismay
This just may be
Already fall
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