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Nov 2014
What you call free
sounds like crap!
What I call free,
well.. we just can't have that.
It's not like we can run away on our own.
So is there ever a place we can really call a home?
With one issue,
causes another.
I'm tired of this world
lets create one better!
I'm sure people really wouldn't mind that,
but who's gonna be the one who gets shot in the back?
We try to express ourselves over music like, pop and rap
but, like a wise women once said.
"Ain't no body got time for that."
So is anyone out there gonna take a stand?
While I'm the one out here who's raising my hand.
With my fist held high
I reach to the sky
Join me my friends
to surely make this to an end!
We have the power to change our world,
but we need to do it together,
with every boy and girl.
For the future is within our hands!
All we need to do, is just think of a master plan.
JD
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JD  27/M
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