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I have seen it all
I have seen them all 
Kings, Queens to those with no claim at all
You all rise, YOU ALL Fall
Your fire is my reason....
And then
No flame at all... weak and I am invincible
I hate you
As you do not treat me as your God 
Hold on....I made you
But still I Love and I keep you
As that's my only job
Still you rob and rape forsake me and still ain't finished
You take, you take, you take,
When will you replenish
Still I am respected not as I once was
I guess it's the old law of sods, 
Every day I keep you but you pray to ten other Gods
I used to be worshipped as an overlord
I am now raped and manipulated As the
Bruised girl left sore by the soldier in war, 
That my veins have warmly washed as her tears pour
I cry more as the years pour
Losing more of your self 
Controlled by them more
Them, they have always been
Just different times different regimes
They pimp me out lemme know whose boss
They control my tears and my core temperatures a bit off
To ensure that food consumption carries the highest cost
Weather control, power at any cost
Is to blame for Tsunami's and other mass life loss
Mon frère my sister my son my king
What I say is true
Don't listen to em
Believe what you hear as I say this to you
It is what it is
No care for the dying baby staring at flat tits
No life in his limp neck looking like a new-old ashy pez
Eyes bulging like he smoke Marley
He slowly slipping away to the party
As I see those over there to the West
Throw away burgers and party
Not their fault 
they care less
Its a lack of Awareness means were aware-less
Could we be more aware... yes
Scared to ask important questions
So you are what-less....
Blaming the media means we care less
You should be fearless  
But in this age of instant communication with HD screens
Polished
more than Mr muscle to get our souls clean
We see the adverts right
Like the suffering is within reach of my 1080p sight
So why is it we still wait for some massacre or someone to starve tonight 
You guys are not right...
I feel like
Nothing more to prove, do or say to you,
You already....
But still...
Look at you... Still not trying to change
When you know the facts
words of reasoning has no impact,
I have had a revelation
I am exhausted I am through
I do not know what i am to you
The phrase would you do that at home rings true
Have i not been good to you
I am waiting to exhale and when I do
I will unleash my fury and say bye to you
 
Kirk Jones
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