Stand Up
Contributed by
bedoo2003
on
Thursday, 27th October 2005 @ 11:56:12 PM in AEST
Topic:
political
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In this land of finite we’s,
There has been lost the single me.
You see, they’ve all marched into one frame of mind,
Preaching loud, “we must unite to save our kind”.
Despite the loss, the poor and dead,
They respond, “We must combat this threat”
Their great big chief, he leads them all.
Proclaiming “Don’t ask too much, we have it in control”
I ask of thee, think critically,
When did we lose our right to individuality?
But not me…
I will inquire; I’ll learn the truth,
You will not hold me, in your deceitful noose.
I’ll battle back; we’ll come in hoards,
My cause, the truth is what I battle for.
So tell me lies, attempt to fill my head,
Your bullets made of ignorance, combined with burning lead.
You’ve drawn your lines, and armed your men.
I’ll close my eyes and count to ten,
And when I wake it will begin.
I’ll lead the coup; we’ll swell our ranks,
We won’t back down to guns or tanks.
So turn to red and label me,
My revolution will set the people free.
With propaganda you hypnotize,
Yet their souls remain, transparent through their eyes.
I won’t succumb, I’m true and tried.
To the laws of freedom, we will abide…
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bedoo2003
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2005-10-27 23:56:12] (Date/Time posted on
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