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DEMOCRACY

There's a million ways to fail,
you have taught me everyone.
In a system you have held,
not an ounce of trust.
If you want,then I could tell,
many secrets,of victory.
No worries,we will come to you...
If we must

In a life of over indulgence,
it's hard to know what it's like to have less.
Than a pot to piss,
or a window to throw it out.

Your flesh shows many scars.
Behind your eyes even more.
Silver spoons could never define,
what is hard.
We can transform a soldier's mind.
We can change ways of thinking.
Though we can never seem to give a man a heart.

In a life born into freedom.
The ones without,it's hard to see them.
Let alone teach them all how to die for it.

Give me my girls.
Give me my cars.
An everyday French revolution,we are...
Blinded by the good life that comes easy.

Give me my gun.
Give me my power.
500 dollar suits,
top floor of the tower.
If less than half was taken away...
What would you do???

In a life based on possessions.
Democracy,
or Socialism.
I don't blame them if they can't learn,
or even want to.

How many would vote for themselves...
If they ever had a chance?
Shake my hand...
Stab my back...
Written by jaspersilence
Published | Edited 7th Apr 2013
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