Now if I
were to restrain
inside my little brain
all this rhythm and poetry
death yesterday
nothing today
And if I
were to quietly fight
with might polite
risen above mediocrity
little pay
nothing today
So if I
were to wish and wish
not to jealously fight
over pure inequality
every day
little to say
Let it RIP
Live tonight
cause tomorrow
lover with almight
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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