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Look at me with my headphones on
trying to drown out the sounds that 
affect my zone.
Turn them down and I have found 
what upsets my dome,
A bunch of bombs, bullies, and 
bullets that infect my home.
So I blast and blare bass to protect 
my bones
Otherwise my eyes are raped by a 
place unknown...
I tend to cry because I try for a safe 
far gone
Amazing grace has been replaced by 
some Rights turned wrong...

The music plays in the background 
The "Powers" say it's not the day for 
a background check
The NRA is just a way to save the fat 
round checks
From many men our minute men 
cannot take down yet...

Let's take a tour of when worst 
comes daily
The brutal bombing in Boston, 
barbaric butchers of babies,
Now maybe, I'm just a fool thinking 
could save me,
But we Americans are dying and 
what has "US" done lately?
90 percent want no sales without 
and this was not just intuition 
not even based on prediction...

More like, recent conditions 
that have gotten tons of mention 
thanks to cruelest of intentions
disregarded due to wishes, of gold...
But who holds the voice of reason 
for a free brain,
Owned by greedy men who want the 
world on a key chain?
To be plain, all I hoped for is that 
the Government would be sane,
But they're intent on getting rich by 
becoming grease stains...

So I just listen to my music, 
try my best not to lose it, 
in what I have found confusing
in the people who are ruling...

And I keep my headphones turned 
When I make hand phones 
that which my pinkies and thumbs 

I can only find logic with my 
headphones up...

Copyright © Audonus Taylor | Year Posted 2013


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  1. Date: 5/17/2013 10:42:00 AM

    Strong voice in this narrative poem... good write !!