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The priest puts his trust In martyrs and miracles Clutching his rosary and his celibacy To his bursting breast And humanity walks Through a series of cages Every day The ***** puts her trust In bordellos and bodies Clutching her money and her condoms To her brassy breast And humanity walks Through a series of cages Every day The lawyer puts his trust In regulations and rules Clutching his charters and his decrees To his dusty breast And humanity walks Through a series of cages Every day We each put our trust In roles and rituals Clutching convention and convenience To our timid ******* So humanity continues to walk Through a series of self-made cages Every day By Phil Roberts
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May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 4:25 AM UTC
EVERYDAY CAGES
The priest puts his trust In martyrs and miracles Clutching his rosary and his celibacy To his bursting breast And humanity walks Through a series of cages Every day The ***** puts her trust In bordellos and bodies Clutching her money and her condoms To her brassy breast And humanity walks Through a series of cages Every day The lawyer puts his trust In regulations and rules Clutching his charters and his decrees To his dusty breast And humanity walks Through a series of cages Every day We each put our trust In roles and rituals Clutching convention and convenience To our timid ******* So humanity continues to walk Through a series of self-made cages Every day By Phil Roberts
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May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 4:25 AM UTC
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