Thekiks
ubw rookie
Joined: Dec 11, 2004
Location: Southampton UK
Posts: 60
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| Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 4:52 am |
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Patriotism and blind fundamentalist faith breads madness. Blind beggars see deeper than our keeper. Blood stained hands tear flesh from the earth, why we observe and curse, but do nothing more, there's nothing worse. Everyone points out the mistakes but have no answers. Televisions and video games baby sit and raise our future fountains. Born of fear and sadness and sowed with seed's of madness. All the streets ache and the idiots rake in the temporary rewords. I will step out into the deep forest where no eye's are rapped in flagged madness. Where nobody tells you to pay for your piece of earth. But here children's hands grasp for food and receive guns and tails of killer heroes. Blood stained, sand, fields, oceans, mountains, asphalt. Great city's burn, and backs are turned and still we vote in distant hope. No nation holds me, for I am of the earth.
Paul McGeachie (The Kiks) |
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