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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You and yours don’t like me and mine Me and mine don’t like you and yours What my people do, your people don’t flag approve What your people say, my people yawn at insomnia news When I give a disgruntled voice, you say turn off the ethnic noise If you make a joyous jingle decree, I say your happy don’t trickle down to me It’s evident, we both live in a free-for-all society Everybody gets an invitation to the heathen Dance, Philistine-style equality ... courting fisticuff romance Dancing on the edge of conflict everyday, how is it that our women still don’t have much say? War’s gon spark from the lowest nether parts: Deceit and distrust, evil mixed twins with infidelity stillborn hearts Let’s dance to the rhythm of the rage, stepping into the ballroom octagon cage Dancing on the edge of apocalyptic destruction, trump the building of more H-bomb construction But the truth of the matter is, everybody wanna get down dirty and personal Post a big social media Fight Club billing, do a lot of verbal hype: cyber viral killing Pull your dance partner oh so closer than close, see the sweat of adrenalin dripping nose to nose There be a lot of debate clenching in the tribal corners, below-the-belt sound-byte blows delivered to the etiquette mourners And the tired, shuffling ... dissonant, protest-laced feet keeps moving nearer to the edge Falling together over the cliff in self-proclaimed victory, having empty smiles on faces dead Me and mine better start making peace with you and yours Recognizing your people’s painfully fragile glass jaw ruling ego You and yours better start seeking affinity with me and mine Understanding my people’s delicate servile eyes are swollen closed
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