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Freedom

Come follow me

and you will see

how we can be

free.

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Guerrillero Heroico

Wild-eyes

Gleaming with

a Deadly pride

and with Unifying drive as his guide,

the Revolutionary seeks to find out why

these Capitalist octopuses Try

to exploit and buy

Innocent lives,

his Unimaginable motivation

and suicidal dedication

Is his own Enemies creation;

Latinos who can’t read

and pregnant woman who

Work until their fingers bleed,

It’s time for change!

Dictators, corruption, keeping us in chains!

exploitation and violence surrounds,

It’s time to get up off the ground!

Wasting our time fueling grinkos corporations

Brothers and sisters,

Pick up your gun!

Bullets and Blood calling his heart,

Hate is what makes The fire start

within his mind, Driving his advance

Action is the chance!

Brothers and Sisters!

can’t you see they must die?

Now Communists, Russians

with Ballistic missiles!

Defying the forces of inhumanity,

He’ll realize that He cannot Die;

deadly intelligence in his eye

Courage pulsing through his veins with every motion,

Proud, Stoic.

Admirable to sway emotion,

Determination as cannot be found!

Nothing will stand in his way,

traitors have a price to pay.

Animalistic, blood-thirsty hunger for

the heads of sadistic Leaders

who would betray their people

to blinding greed!

in His unstoppable onslaught he strives to lead

a people to victory but

Now they call me

Gruesome, ruthless,

However truthless

they may be, I am made

the Enemy;

When government is no longer ‘fair,’

Revolution

is in the Air,

and he will be there


care free days

give me back my innocence

my freedom

my care free days

take the weight of the world from my aching shoulders

and cast it away

i am anchored down by tangible things

my mind in the chains of society

i long to break free!

to shatter the shackles that suppress my thoughts and actions

give me back my life


Trap

Broken, Shattered, rundown Dreams Incomplete

In the streets black spiritualists preach

As Pipe-fiends weep Because their children won’t

Speak

And Forever they’ll sleep

In the dirt lot across the Street

Buried beneath the trash and the Filth and

Betrayed with Deciet

Of Freedom when we are born

In a Prison

And we teach Ourselves,

Although many don’t learn and

we who do reach

And we reach

Desperately Beseeching in a World

Full of Villains and creeps and to

God they entreat to grant Salvation

to the World we created

In the Projects where

Darkness only grows

In the Pockets of the Criminals

Holding Dope for dealers and cash

Flows into Selfishness and Greed

And the Government misleads and Fear

and Anger breed beneath the

Streetlights and wired Fences

is where the seed is planted and

Wickedness starts in the Hearts of the

Landlords of the Tenements

and broken glass covered streets

And Crumbled concrete

and the Cities Heartbeat is

Is Never at peace

Only the Bullets can release and

Murderers hold the Keys


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