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This life


This life that we live is a life of destruction

Where government and politics plagues our discussion

No longer is it about the people's needs

Or our constitution as it reads

 

This life we live is full of twisted truths

Where people find many of lies

Caught up in political booths

Feeding us these political failure fries

 

Yet we eat those lies

Not realizing our constitution dies

Each day we vote we find the result

Our vote and thoughts set aside at default

 

Today we stand happy and free

Against this giant political tree

Knowing we tried to stop the bad

Without becoming really sad

 

This life is but free

But try to remember the challange of the political tree

And fight for truth in all your life

Because that right there is this life

 

 

 

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