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Over Looking Struggle


I feel bad for those who do not know the truth but speak

For they dont know any better

True words fall on deaf ears, & crys for help remain unheard

The bigger heads hold the strings and create illusions

Maybe just maybe we should control our action

and then the outcome will be much sweeter

I must give credit where credit is due 

It must take hardwork to indoctrinate a nation

Leaders are sought after but not found

Who we have once known no longer exist

Please do not mistake my passion for anger

All to often that is the case

Confusion wanders in their minds

It may seem logical but not quite

Seems as if they fail to realize where all of this comes from

But we are also to blame for falling in this trap

Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me 

You let me go, then tricked me into coming back 

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