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Just out of curiosity; I've been wondering about all of this latest animosity towards each other. Brothers and sisters, sisters and brothers, fathers and mothers. Screaming and fighting, fighting and killing one another. Times of living and times of life; times of excess and times of strife. Times of good air and better air; reds and blues, pick and choose. And a whole lot of people managing you; filming you, building you. Guilting you, tilting you to the point of excessively wilting you. Stand by and watch, seemingly so willing. That's as far as I'm going, don't wanna create any false provision; it's just that I have this vision, of an America like it should be. I can feel your laugh... and I'm sad. Can I get a fresh class with a little check and some crass? "The times they are a' changin' ". You can just follow me; thought "me" will set you free, see... a little trickery. I'm kinda' just spittin' the truth; kinda' tryin' to stick it to you. Kick it to you, flick it to you, so you can stick it to me and give me some of that gratification. It's time for us to take over, time to get a bulldozer and clear out any disbelief... time to become a voter. Sigh of relief... feel like I may have gotten my message across. But my words mean nil without any action. Just try it, I promise it'll give ya' satisfaction. It's about time to register; time to be a legitimate affecter, not an illegitimate accepter. So I ask, a simple task; for us to get out there and make a change, rearrange the way we're doin' things, or else we'll continue to be tied down by these governmental strings.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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