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Apr 2015
what else ?

I ask

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Justice rides the  high flight

The long bow sends
The arrow to its mark

The archer readily reveals himself

We are men after all

""""""

Enough the standing around

The gawking

The
OH GOLLY GEE
YOU MEAN ME ?

shuffling on the street like slaves

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The dry raw lustied ******* in the alleyways

::;

( yeah --- MEN

That's what we are )

/../

In our ornamental disguises of falsified memories
We rage we plunder we entice
Young people to venerate our ghastly sins and crimes

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We call it LOVE

love of country
Love of god
Love of freedom
Love of peace

Love of twitching pulsating human bodies
Below us

Love of lust
Love of hate
Love of greed

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/;;/

Justice rides the high flight

The long bow sends
The arrow to its mark

The archer reveals himself so readily

We are men

We are free
Written by
jeffrey robin
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