Tables Have Turned

All I knew was pain
The way a fall bruised torn leg remained 
Intact back together again
I stand

No crutches to hold
Affirmative message made morals to grow
not related
Generated 

Injections made whole
Inserting manufactured drugs FDA protested and sold
Bold laced given mysteries
Blindsided consumers greed

Elevated markets crash dummy dense 
Signals back washed make no sense
Now nothing created something else 
Revealed dusted books left on a shelf

Stand back hold tight pull back design
Masqueraded missiles fly in the sky
Lost power tried again
Frame regained new mission the games changed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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