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Feb 2016
Open your eyes, Open your eyes..
Obvious lies..
Deceit
Repeat it again..
Grief will echo in the lands from inside of the pen,
No one has a limb to lend but they might try pretend
watch your friends, watch your friends..
Like they were your enemies..
many of us go through life concealed by false identity
Give Mlk a holiday when really he's their enemy.
Give a nation death then give it life then give it living fees..

Teaching you that villains came and actually saved the day..
Showing you a different face to beg for dreams and pray ..
Teaching you that money is a substance that is needed
Teaching you that marionettes are to be headed..

Its become obvious that the one percent is dominant
The wounds that bless our backs remind us of your evils prominence..
My sight fills me with fright as it is easily deceived
What is life when my brothers make meΒ Β wanna leave.
What is strength when these crutches hold me up so high.
What is truth when you can't detach it from the lies.
What is positivity with poison in the skys.
What is optimism when they do not head your cries..
Mark The Vagabond
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Mark The Vagabond
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