Harsh Reality
Wow I thought it was 2011
Not 1963 wow I came back up
And fed up with a harsh reality
That is sinful fatality
Faces turn red when the truth
Is fed. They are Rip Van Winkles
In a fast changing global society
Woe is them and me
God help me
People tell me
Harsh Reality
Awful as it can be
Truthful Rouge Face
Sour to The Taste
OMG OMG Global Society
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