Fears In new years That might surface With no purpose But end That tear and rend A vicious blend I’m seeking to fight Late in this night With victomless might I’ll try to write Against those leaders Ignoring the bleeders Losing limbs and other parts Maybe most of all hearts Can I see you cry Without celebs in your eye? I try to fly beyond it, But I get hit In the pit of my stomach Dark and black Take me back To where I was Looking on war I dropped my jaw At what I saw The children dead The parents bled Wounds I read In newspapers and nets On trains and jets But I just did nothing While they cried and died I think I’m running From the monster come munching The grass and trees He don’t notice the pleas Masses on their knees Just more of the same To put up buildings in some name Does Dubya get the blame Or a dedicated building for his crimes Cause presidents so deserve No matter how they serve In these trying times I’m sick of these rhymes And their associated subjects I wish they were rejects Instead of the headlines Pumped out for deadlines That take in the cash Like Iraq Overbearing like Shaq A slowdown for us We took the wrong bus I guess I better get off and start walking Cause I'm sure tired of talking.
"Happy new year"
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