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Death defy


When people say times are hard when is it not? Everyday folks are dying Families are distraught and by the second some psychotic soul introduces himself to the world Society is struggling to stay afloat What is sain and what is moral is toss off the boat hopefully the fisherman can debait on something reasonable that will feed the mind sage once told me congress is filled with alot of old minds and father time doesn't mind Therefore, we will all continue to take one step behind the finish line The chief of state is not the sheep for scape So We must find a new explanation for the lapse of our generation As I surf through the constellation I constantly Lose patience waiting for some one to fill the void of Jfk I know,it was an awful day the whole nation stood still evolving around the chosen sun feeling the after wrath of the supernova blast It's Spreaded so fast like a disease Everybody was blurting out theories and philosophy suggesting what my be washed up in the endless sea son Life is race but why are we running? Oh wait we don't have that long But why are we gunning It stunning to know the front of barrow is like a black hole Sucking the soul and potential of the victim Lives are lost too fast we never get to miss em so for my dead ancestors I give ya the living hand gesture, peace
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