poetry
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Though now 54 summer have past me by I am still forever young inside, That ageless punk who still rocks out That angry youth who still shouts loud, In the face of injustice I still want to create a world of love and peace, I have not yet become cynical, I wish to embrace life…
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Less than worthy in the eyes Of those who rule us and feed us lies it’s because they hold us in contempt while sitting in ivory towers kept by our blood, sweat and tears as the play upon all of our fears using xenophobic mistrust gender division and racist lust. But I do not buy…
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Political systems so unjust, Religions are pious not august, Both are failing and are so corrupt, Both filled with power lust. System related establishment, Dogmatic based religious worship, Neither consider the peoples needs, Just how to sate their greed, And subject us to abuse. Don’t get confused They don’t care for you, Spiritual being is…