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Jul 2016
Evil is evil is evil is ...
A walking talking entity
And makes so many...
Think that they are meant to be
Superior
So they need an inferior
Race of people they can reach out to
That way they can show the world
Look what I can do
Look what I can do
Look what I can do
Without a single thought
About all the little battles
Of those people who have
So much on their mind
That their heads like a rattle
They wake up in the morning
If they slept at all
Then they hear their head rattle
As they try to get through the day
Dealing with the people who
Reach out  
To be the first ones
First ones first ones first ones
To give them just what they need
And treat them like chattel
And that way they keep the refugees
Down on their  knees
Down on their knees
Down on their knees
As they just keep on losing
Every shred of any dignity
And so they see their kids
And they battle with the rattle
Wander the streets
Of the  ever sprawling Tent City
Thinking please please please
I'm in need yes indeed...
....but not of your pity
Give me something to do
Something to do something to do something to do
Than to be in constant battle
With this rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle...
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
(63/M/Oklahoma)   
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