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Jan 2017
I stumble thru insanity
  Trying to be sane
So lost in this jungle
  with nothing to gain
In this very cruel world
  They keep taking from me
All of my thoughts
  And honesty
They don’t ever ask
  If doing is right
As they get away with hurt
   we can’t even fight
They steal our freedom
  Take it away
With each new law
  They pass today
For letting money
  And all that greed
The absolute power
  A corrupted seed
Dropping these seeds
  Watching them grow
Into a forest
  with nothing to show
This is our state
  the land of the free
Its just a simple cover
  so we don’t really see
This powerful machine
  now out of control
Wearing us down
  taking its toll
Living this way
  without a choice to make
But I walk on the stones
  my life to take
As I wait for a time
  A warm sunny day
Where I am free as a bird
   in just this way
Sitting on a beach
  in the warm white sand
I am finally free
  in this far away land
Tommy Allen
Written by
Tommy Allen  55/M/Redding California
(55/M/Redding California)   
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