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May 2019
The youth got on the tram
Was he coming up or going down?
Why was it so hard to smile
Was it the billions they’d spent on fireworks
Was it the famine?
Was it the lovin’
Hey Lawman, he said
Come May, don’t talk so loud, don’t talk so proud


Always will be always was


Seizures are so quick
Mine were the worst
I’m going to have to do something atomic
To kick the dead where it hurts


Always will be always was


And now that we’re are talking
How tough do you have to be?
To get free these days.
How much for a stroll on the highway?

Ever heard the story of Hammer Arm when he came to town?
They said the sight of him
And the streets would turn around
People spat out petrol and drank in sun
It was a weapon of choice
It was a day of fun


Always will be always was


What did it mean to teach the world how to be a world again
To teach the world about wonder and about peace
How to dream?
James Daniel
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