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Dec 2019
Waiting for change
But changing to wait
Hating to love
But loving to hate
Man contradicts the words that he says
Makes Bittersweet melodies
Of the wisest fools
Being cruel to be kind
Is the wisest tool but
Is there such a thing
As a just war?
Fighting and killing
In the name of love
To protect by taking
To give by hating
Is there such a thing
As a fine mess?
To cry while laughing
To smile while breaking
Is there such a thing
Is there such a life
Is there such a world
When the pain gets
Unbearable
When the world becomes
Numb
Fight through the day
For happiness to come
When you cry all the tears
When you pass through the years
Fight for the feeling
Of joy to come home
When your son goes to war
When you lose the ones you love
Fight everyday for
Their souls to go home
Fight everyday so you will overcome,
Being controlled
By things you believe
To be manipulated
By the things you achieve
Where is the line
That you should not cross
Where is the freedom
That you should not toss

Would you believe
The history you changed
The history you destroyed
The history you claim
Would you be watched
by the watcher's eye
Volunteering your watchful eyes
Why is it right to be wrong
Why is it wrong to be right
Hating the things you do not hate
Loving the people you secretly hate
You give up your life
Put it in Big Brothers hands
Expecting him to protect your stand
But he kills you with stupidity
He kills you with hate
Kills you with conformity
Then he Kills you by fate
Incompetent are the people
Ludicrous is there minds
How do they understand
When their all so very blind
Singing the same tune
It turns their voices blind
The home of the brave
The land of the slaves
The prison for blinds
When the enemies kind
The people with hope
Yet the people can't cope
Switching nonsense
Supplying it with more
Hating the government
Loving them more
Following the followers
Leading us all
Hating the enemies
Hating us all
Dehumanized people
"Equality for all"
Vaporized minds
Corruption they fall
Frowning, and crying
Smiling to fools
Breaking and drowning
And Laughing at school
You hide what you feel

You feel what you hide
Keeping emotions
Bottled inside
Then starts the game, everyone plays
One person spy's on another
To see what they need to see
The other spy's on the first
To hear what they need to hear
Then they spy on each other
And spy some more
Not knowing that their being spied on
But when it is the person who does the spying being spied then
The spyers spy some more
But the games gets confusing
To all that can’t play
Some take it seriously
And go all the way
A games just a game
That's what it was made to be
But don't trust the creator
Thats whos’ it was made to be
Big brothers roulette
Is the worst of the worst
The game with no end
And this world is the board
Written by
Asha Kimo  24/F/Seattle
(24/F/Seattle)   
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