Friday, October 22, 2010

a revolution out of place


leak it into me
leak it into my insanity
this place is going down
full of nasty hideous clowns

how come parrots can talk
while leaders hide inside their socks
like i could believe your shit
like i could lick back my own spit

save my mind for a fragile future
economic sized hopes and wonders
i watched the world shaped to your desire
with the gold of the poor,the helpless you plundered

but not anymore dear chosen one
no more fun just bullets and guns
laugh as hard now as you may
because those laughing now back then were your preys


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