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Imagination_733
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Behind me is a dark past

Try to look beyond the thick glass.

Many of you walk around with a white mask.

Covering up the truth,

You thought they knew.

Human war has caused decades of uproar.

Feels like we’re constantly tugging on a tight door.

Sometimes my lungs feel heavy-

I need a remedy to cure

My heavy plead for peace.

Too many hungry mouths to feed-

We're too busy praising a president. 

That we believe is heaven sent-

Isn’t that some s***?

A simple man

Hailed as a king

He's supposed to be the leader

Handing out resolutions to the people!

But he's as twisted as they come-

Trying to pass laws to abolish our guns-

He's playing his cards right

So we have nowhere to run

There's a peephole

Within every household

The government uses to spy-

We are expected to bring a knife 

To a gun fight.

They think it's their right,

To disguise the lies.

Spending more time

Hiding out at night.

While the bombs stack up

 

Against the back-side.

We are just along for the ride.

Each individual,

Responsible for his destiny.

They dont want you to pray,

That'd be blasphemy

Who's going to save us?

We've already been robbed,

Kicked out and

Hung-

Nothing to do

But spread hate.

Now,

My shadow takes more steps

Than I do-

 

Reminding me,

 

I’ve got nothing to lose. 

 

Living in a f***ed up world!

 

I’m hanging on by faith.

 

Still trying to believe in good

 

There’s no longer belief,

 

In righteous things.

 

Instead-

 

We cower inside a

 

Closed off ring.

 

Allowing the enemies

 

To preach

 

A fictional story.

 

Let us do the hard work

 

While the big wigs get the glory!

 

I’m calling bull**** on the system

 

That has finally collapsed-

 

Along with the fake friends,

 

Whose hands I clasped. 

 

And-

 

To the debt that has

 

Caused us all to lose rest.

 

Money has the best

 

Of us.

 

It’s clouding our minds-

 

The freedom we seek

 

But it’s nowhere to find!

 

 -Desiree Chavez

 

 

 

 

 

 

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