Mechanics
Bull crap
greases the cogs
The lies
spin the wheels
Misconceptions
never under appeal
Politicians
sucking us dry
Blood
spilled for glory and pride?
Money
runs dry
Freedoms
disappearing at the blink of an eye
Military jets
transgressing the blue sky
And the people
looking up wishing they could fly
Flying
away from their troubles and fears
Reaching
for the moon and stars near
Dieing
to be apart of something greater
Living
to appease an absent creator
Watching
another's life as if in a movie theater
Dreaming
how to be a better dreamer
Sweet dreams little dreamer
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