There’s a little thing called greed
Which created this system we now live in
I won’t rest until we’re freed
For this is a fight we will have to win
In a world where the poor stay poor
And the rich become richer with time
They control governments, choosing wars
Yet never caught in the crime
The main reason for their power
Lies concentrated in one major key
For whoever controls the middle class anger
Control all, leaving us no longer free
So for those of you who hear me and choose not to listen
For those who have fear and have decided to run
Temporary solutions temporarily solve problems
It will be scary, we won’t know the outcome
But is that worth living in an invisible cage?
Penned like a sheep with nothing but your rage
End an age of restriction, bring forth a new light
Refuse to accept compromise, stay in the right
Don’t sacrifice your truth, the only chance of winning is to fight
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Great write
Thanks!
Welcome
Very good write, where is the profit in peace!!
I hope so. 😀
I dig it heavily. Good write my dude very strong and influential.
Thank you!
Every welcome my dude
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