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Downtrodden people On run down estates Broken dreams Swept under in the rat race Broken homes Dysfunctional families Failed by the establishment and society Given a second rate education The wonder why they are the underclass of the nation Given no opportunities Forced in to squalor and thieving Using drugs and alcohol as an escape…
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Too many guns Too many bullets Too many shots To many deaths To many bodies To many innocent To many tears To much pain To much hurt Not enough love Not enough compassion Not enough peace To much waste of life for me.
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Nature is an amazing thing Especially when you look carefully at all the species, From those that crawl through the undergrowth, Or dwell deep down in the depths of the sea, To those who are giants that prowl the earth And swim in the seas, Not forgetting those that fly on beautiful wings, Nature is…
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I hope we can always Stick together, Have the courage To get through The stormiest of weather’s, I hope we can stay united For eternity, Stand strong through life No matter how it assails Both you and me Sharing love forever In a universal conscious dream.
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Imagine a matrix map Made up of quasi crystals And every point upon that map Was a new dimension, Literally a multitude Of different states in time, Or is this all a creation Of the conscious mind But if these states of dimensions Are being created all the time, A mathematical probability Scientific by design,…
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A trill of excitement Escaped from her lips She had hoped for a moment Just like this She knew it was about breathing And how she used her lips She knew there was an art And expertise to this And she wanted to show her teacher What she had learnt Puckered her lips And got…
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Every decision made And the choices we make Creates an alternate dimensional state, A multitude of different configurations of us In a different place, a different us, All living life in quantum ignorant states Living subtle different lives every day, In a universe of consciousness And in a matrix maze, If you realised the truth…
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Your penance Is to give to me Your fine lines And sculptured body Tell me every thought And your deepest needs Tell me everything You can do for me Let me gaze upon your beauty Peruse you find mind As I choose As a penance You must submit to me So that we can become…
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A life of servitude Of unsatisfied needs Have now brought me Down to my knees I no longer want to work Under someone’s rule Lining others pockets Just a tool I want to break free And I want to achieve I wish solely to work for me Do my own thing Satisfy my own needs…
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While media and politicians Put out old worn out platitudes We come with fresh new attitudes On how the world could be renewed But they won’t listen to me and you They think us lowly, we should know our place These who divide by gender and race To stop us getting strong, it keeps them…
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