Politics
Contributed by
mase
on
Wednesday, 10th June 2009 @ 08:26:25 AM in AEST
Topic:
political
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The streets were paved with gold, they said,
The best of all the lies,
Another of those flavoured truths,
Beneath the diamond skies.
A Posh and Noble land, they said,
Another candied thought,
Where murderers do pace the dark,
Killing, still not caught.
Houses Darkened jewels, they said,
Excuses for the murk,
Behind the darkened windows,
Where the thieves do lurk.
Clear and crystal water, they said,
Maybe once was true,
Now a darkened liquid,
A vile and toxic brew.
The sun shines every day, they said,
Above the swirling cloud,
Below the sheeted rain does fall,
Upon the silent crowd.
A world that's built on trust, they said,
With liars at the top,
Another of their greatest crimes,
The fallen from the crop.
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mase
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2009-06-10 08:26:25] (Date/Time posted on
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