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03:04 Jun 27 2010
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in this world theres 2 fabrications of life,

the doers, and the ones that do nothing.

listen to me speak, as these words have trouble flowing from my mouth,

because i know you'll sensor my language,

and call me out for my opinions.

you'll say im breaking the law, and ill tell you im making history.

you can change my words, but my people will know what i am saying.

you can distort my movements, but they'll still know what i am doing.

because im tired of walking down the street of violence, with all the damn sirens.

the cops are corrupt, the pigs just manipulate.

they take the code of conduct and shove it in our faces, with highlighted words that we cant comprehend.

the words they speak before you are put into the back seat.

you have a right to remain silent, i also have the right to speak my thoughts.

Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law, because you just want to see me behind bars.

you have the right to speak to an attoney, and an attoney to be present during questioning, why can't i speak for i know what happened.

why can't i fight because you know i will win.

if you don't have a lawyer one will be provided for you, because this fight wouldn't be fun if there

wasn't a little challenge.

at government expense, and that money put towards me will now be in my taxes to pay to you next year.

and with the downfall of the economy and all the money going to trash, the prositutes are starting to get restless.

putting a pitfall down of the status of a slut and a whore.

a blowjob for a cigarette is now on the posters in the alleys.

and to support there families young kids are getting the wrong kind of jobs,

yesterday i saw a little boy with a little girl, he's the new pimp on the street, at the age of 13.

and to get any money you gotta go down under, and to get love from a parent, you have to find a stranger.

because everyones life is revovling around themselves.

now the times are different and we are getting no closer to peace,

california legalized weed, and the government is trying to take away our freedom of speech.

schools are getting cashed out while the churches are cashing in.

theres no time to think just to make it to the next dollar.

thats how the government got us.

without the force, and a little use of manipulation

we cant even blame it on them they set no traps for us to walk into.

we ran into it ourselves and tripped over eachother trying to spill everyones secrets just to get another moment of controlled

freedom.

and now that they have the break in the people, they are going to use that hole to become a suppression.

and snitches wont get stitches, they'll get a pat on the back and come again.

and the government will not be moved,

not even by a child with no socks or shoes.

or a woman dying from a loss of food,

or a freedom fighter dying on the cross for you.

because not a stoned cold human could show such compassion they would lose there grip and that would send them tumbling.

and the war thats going on, what are we doing?

just standing there letting our men get shot, when china is making nuclear bombs,

and the oil spill thats gone down under, what are we doing?

we are doing nothing except sending planes to the war to kill women and children,

and the president saw the oil spill, but what can be done?

fix it, or let it kill everyone.

can it be that it is so close to 2012

i can see the priests screaming the coming of armageddon and to get it ready for it to be all over,

to pray on your knees for salvation,

and i can say live your life, like the ends tomorrow.

because you can't have regrets with a life unlived, and you can't have memories with a life not shared.

we were made with a brain, so why do the people that use it never live to see it become a form of art.

who cares as long as we know what this fake happiness is right?

have we ever lived just to live.

and spoke with the soul instead of the tounge?

can we say we have ever loved someone when theres so many lies being told?

it takes a heart, a soul, and a mind to make a human.

but alls we are is caged animals fighting through this suppression.

and all that worries that trouble us is just another rope around our necks,

because in the end we will just hang ourselves on our own greed and selfishness.

theres no blame to be said, we caused it all to end.

and the truth is we'll keep the tables turning, and the time will have no need to stop.

because we just keep dropping the bombs,

and a letter was recieved by the editor, a submition to our own downfall.

tomorrow there'll be a column in the obituaries Titled this is a eulogy to the human race.