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Is It Wisdom Or Just My Wisdom? 7.2
(i) Freedom
Life is strange
Freedom fighters
Appear to only fight
For their freedom
To oppress others
Rights to
Freedom
(ii) Let’s See
Do you think
You have
Freedom of
Speech and
Expression?
Try calling
Me a cunt
And we’ll
Just see
(iii) Killing
Guns do not kill people
People with guns
Kill people as they do
With kitchen knives
White Vans and trucks
Fast cars, golf clubs
Baseball bats hatchets
Claw hammers, Cues
Nail guns, ice picks
Machettes, cheese wire
Bicycle chains, chisels
Alcohol, cigarettes
And of course
Killing with kindness
Maybe we should
Ban them all
Especially Kindness
(iv) Weapon
I had an automatic weapon
Always loaded
Ready to fire
Usually on target
I'd sometimes miss
But I handled it well
I am almost an expert
My faithful automatic
weapon
Is what I call
My Penis
(v) Windows
Your eyes are
The windows
To your soul, so
If you cant see
Through your
Own bullshit
Then you need to
Wash your
Fuckin windows
(vi) Lost
Losing yourself is easy
Finding your self is hard
Requiring you to get off
Your knees and fight back
Remaining on your knees
Means you will remain
Forever lost
(vii) Missing
Without honesty
Commitment
Compromise
And hard work
All love
Is fleeting
Authors note: (iv) Weapon is now a lie, not even viagra could help :-)
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