actually just mixed thoughts....
just what i do in the morning...
but im sure you'll feel it in many ways
powerless and undefined visions definin' hatred...
misplacin' poetry with poverty providin' traces...
just lookin back discoverin' how long eyein' takes us....
another hatred spewing upon others and trouble occurs...
suddenly life and death constantly become blurred...
just releasin' tension upon critics with abusive words...
uplifted shifted towards another direction and less curves....
seperatin' heartless and hopelessness settin' judgements...
just buried inside rests others words and budges...
cloudy days turn grey and death follows sudden...
just emergin' stages life stores and hands back........
war and poverty, iraqi's and Bush's false facts..
soldiers dyin' children cryin' just past wack...
consider ourselves nations and declare war?...
lost everything meaning somethin just failed more...
played chess with his country and killed newborns and still sworn...
freedom and justice but still look whats formed...
and here Bush stands recievin another reward...
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