Ground, is such a dictator
Conservatively preserving those without wings
And should we go crazy
Laying sermon downtown
Ground zero is found
The demolition of ammunition
A selfish intuition
About
To construct
And in street sense no piers
Or a street sentence or
A shared glass of water
And all the years
Had you been around
No visits need be
But come tomorrow
More leaves abandon your tree
And for fresh taste of pain
Our sacred hours being blamed
Absorbing failure letters
Let us
Sail
That we should return
Burned pages in memory
Beside the cruel dictator
Which none may walk for free
My Disagreements
I don't agree with much
I don't agree with touch
Handle a life so forgotten
Speaking through cameras undaunted
Blaring mistake that person's name for worth
No I don't agree with tough on time
Declaration against the gentle social work
In the nine to five file cabinets getting threatened
And ***** hands mean work
Yet the contradiction launched, and it hurt
A lower income family on the rise
Per capita incline
Oh the sweat on the bench of justice
Not prepared with prudence
I disagree with auto fill
As lips denied amnesty reveal
Hunger has a plethora of investments from millions of testaments
Please untouch us
Learn my disagreement