Comprised during my "early years" of drinking, along with and inclusive of 2 years after my Mom died.
Wednesday, 4 July 2012
61. Government Truth
I said we're running all over town
I say we're strumming
Don't declare a frown
The disposition of climax
Is the face of a clown
We shall sacrifice the hard hold back
We'll break down, Break down.
The stains of rememberance are the case in point
Of the omens of denial
Embrace for a nother derailed shunt.
We all crave the emobodiment of lust
So don't hold back
Where is the element of trust?
Giving the thoughts the sack.
The aplomb of others
Declairing war on our behalf are the holes in the flaws
Of the piralisis of the human race
We shall embrace the pace of human life
And give the diploma of life yet to withdraw.
Running the roost of others falling flat on their face
We endevour to run this race
The scars upon your face declare the lack of emotion that I once placed
In the government of the elected
Stand to the resurrected
We shall prevail - the heart is due to suddenly fail.
They don't love us and they don't need
For four more years;
Life bellied with greed.
Save yourselves
Whilst we chant.
The world shall involve
One last rant.
Of the beginning of the end till the end
Of time begiining the email to send
The rationality of the pope.
Where is the unfortunate one last hope
To become of the newly elected pope?
He was the truth, he was the light.
The man shall be contageous.
The role models of the world they strive to be
The only apparition we want to see.
The world agrees that we should die.
Giving it one last try.
The grapple hook is ion the deck.
Roll the dice, Place your bets;
On the roles that are played in our lives.
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