poem
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Time for reckoning On the Epstein files On the illegal wars On the corruption On the use of ICE On the deaths by ICE Of the connections to Israel On election rigging On gerrymandering Time for justice Time for people to do time.
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Focus the mind Be still and at peace, Breathe away the stress Know you’re blessed, Sense your own energy Feel it’s power increase, Accept your own responsibility Take charge and be you’re own authority, For you have the ability To be what you want to be.
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Craving money, Craving wealth, Government corruption by stealth Has now become the norm, Presidential enrichment While people are left poor, Insider trading, Breaking laws, On a level never seen before.
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Wicked times Wicked people, Genocide and abuse Slave mining and data centres, All to make the rich much richer Stealing lands, Cleansing populations Fascists running I many nations, Always there money for war Never money though for the poor, So many human rights abused The far right want m rights at all, For the workers…
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Fuck the elites We ain’t fools, Fuck the government Who make the rules, Both driven to divide me and you Fuck them all Don’t be their tools, That keeps us in cages Created by me and you.
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We are are own oppressors Participating in elections, To see which side and who will cage us There are no sides there’s just one system, Setting us against each other Using money and material stuff to smother, Any thoughts or desire for rebellion To inv Stef in mortgages, cars and pensions, And awaiting for that…
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Twisting figures Distorting facts, This is media Who wants you to react, Bad thins happen They’re not to blame, It’s seems the media Knows no shame.
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Trailblazing like a comet Racing across a cosmic sky, It leaves darkness in it’s wake But where it’s heading it brings bright light, Illuminating in brilliant red, This is how we all should live our lives Be heard and known before you’re dead.
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Predators must always pay Only safe when locked away People should not have to fear each day Because some people are so depraved, And even if they dwell in fame or power They should still be made to cower, Before a judge and before a jury So all can hear their sordid story, Before finally…
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Dressed up Ready to be messed up, By a random stranger She met in a bar, And then got steamy in a car Arrived back home, Told her hubby everything His heart started to sing, Before taking her to bed.
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