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He paces his room Like a man in a cell Waiting for something Perhaps a deep understanding Of war and greed Wondering what could have planted this seed? Sit and watch other men bleed Do nothing, it's not for greed! Perhaps a deep understanding Of politics and societies Lies and mediocrities Unfaithful wives and false democracies Do nothing, it's for the creed! Perhaps a deep understanding Of love and hate A reason why we practice the late Day and night Dark and light Do nothing, it's not our need! He paces his room Like a man in a cell Waiting for something If only he could tell
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Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 2:49 AM UTC
The Prisoner
He paces his room Like a man in a cell Waiting for something Perhaps a deep understanding Of war and greed Wondering what could have planted this seed? Sit and watch other men bleed Do nothing, it's not for greed! Perhaps a deep understanding Of politics and societies Lies and mediocrities Unfaithful wives and false democracies Do nothing, it's for the creed! Perhaps a deep understanding Of love and hate A reason why we practice the late Day and night Dark and light Do nothing, it's not our need! He paces his room Like a man in a cell Waiting for something If only he could tell
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Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 2:49 AM UTC
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