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Thoughtless Drones

Never given the chance to stand and say Expected to sit and pray Sit upon this wooden chair Speak the truth if you dare ‘Be good and you’ll be forever Cross me and you’ll see never’ Burn to the ground and then say a prayer Speak the truth if you dare Beaten into submission A forged rendition Truth hid by men of greed Wanting the crowds to heed Fire and brimstone is what they preach While your money they leach From their tongue God does not flow The only way to know Is to listen within – He is there Hear the truth if you dare

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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