Saturday, June 6, 2009

Question Reality

It's the fool's mentality,
The belief of freedom
Being fought my soldiers,
In these lasting wars.
The fool gets lost in the crowd,
Fails to see,
We were never really free.
This life, endlessly controlled.
Tied down to the sate,
Give birth to your leaders,
The ones harboring mischief,
Jeopardizing this flight.
Never loose grip with the real enemy. He's the one, who pretends to be,
Your very best friend, Right up to the very end.

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