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Jan 2016
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Stumble

( homeless )

Thru the brazen police streets


The people !


( hiding )


Babble in broken RHYMMES

And empty cliches

To no one at all!

As the bastions of Liberty

( our faith and courage )

Fail us

And we fall

Under the boots of terror and tyranny

:::


Muddle headed children


Looking for love !!!!

In the empty spaces of the heart

Hollow

Afraid

)(

The chill winds !

The dishonor and disgrace !

The sham artistic endeavors

The loveless ***

The masquerade

)(

We seem to worship

The irresponsibility

And it's power to decieve

And our right to believe

What we know isn't true


What's a poor kid to do ?

What's a poor kid to do ?

( yes indeed ! )

::

As the words we use to reach

Out to one another

Ultimately

Don't mean a thing


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Written by
jeffrey robin
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