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Dec 2017
A ****** river pierces through
The raw heart of society
Inflicting souls of blooming youth
With socialized propriety

In the core of suburbia
The river flows along the roads
It runs into the neighborhoods
And out the faucets of their homes

What awaits at the river’s mouth
Is a mindless understanding
“Conform or be confused,” it roars
“And live on forever thirsty”

Most children of the world
Are begging for a drink
But some know the river’s tide
It controls what you think

To the conscious youth there lies a choice
To be lonely but be free
Or let the river erode your mind
And be carried out to sea
Wes Mills
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Wes Mills  M/NC
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