Matt Doe Poet Verse

Revolution

wheald the axe and bring it down
rush of blood unto the ground
wash my sins clean from me

city burns no lesons learned
the poor got banished with no return
still i dont understand

and as the world brings on a
revolution
terror haunts my dreams
in this
revolution
taking who i am 
and bring me down


history tell us of wars and hell
fables of a whishing well
see earths reflection change ( as the darkness fades )

buildings fall then are resurected
broken dreams are a body disected
telling us who we are

and as the world brings on a
revolution
terror haunts my dreams
in this
revolution
taking who i am 
and bring me down


who i am

what i am

city burns no lesons learned
the poor got banished with no return
still i dont understand

and as the world brings on a
revolution
terror haunts my dreams
in this
revolution
taking who i am 
and bring me down


revolution tell me who i am

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