Unimaginable Truth
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The nation is controlled by Corrupt individuals,
the inability to control it drives us insane.
We sit alone brooding the old--grasping the new,
Eager to make it's value more than what it's worth.
We try to commemorate our past,
by Rebuilding our capacities for wonder.
Like lost birds in an abandoned nest,
we lack to see beauty-- and our capacities for wonder become unknown.
Beauty lies among us,
while our Imagination ponders within.
As Free as the Wind,
but as Limited as our Diversity.
The imagination capable of Creating the present, the old-- and the unspoken of--
Yet our nation is controlled by corrupt human beings,
with the Inability for Justice.
So we beat on--
Boats against the Current,
like our Minds against Mankind.
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