The Revolution
This is the revolution
No excuses; that’s the cause and the effect is execution
Pollution is an illusion
We are the pollutants
You may be infused with confusion
But don’t lose this
Do the solutions lie within the pulpit?
Or is it just a game with which we all fear to lose in or forfeit
In search of a fortune
Research your resources
To understand life you have to understand our sources
The whole course is to be engorged with endorphins
And how we endorse it are our only choices
Just listen to that voice in
Your head that shows remorse then
Restore those thoughts that are distorted
And when you get to the point of rejoicing
Remember this moment when you owned it
And know this
The revolution is this
While they insist
It don’t exist
Copyright © Lauren Patton | Year Posted 2011
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