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When Days of End come at last,
when the American hegemony falls,
and the last demagogue
of the West
Surrenders the urban sprawl,
The Sun will Set
at the end of an Age,
And Once again the World will wonder;
There was a Caesar-
When Shall come such Another?
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God
What is God
Is God enough to save a soul
Damned to hell
Is God love
Is God the night sky
Or the dull light of dawn
As days go past
And time grows old
Does God sit upon a golden throne
Is God for everyone
Is God for me
I don’t think so
So don’t try to make me believe
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With strength and courge
and a furrowed brow,
the old man picked up his rusty plow.
He walked out to the field
bent down, kneeled,
and prayed before begining.
He prayed for past days,
the ones withered away.
He prayed he was far from his dying day.
But once in the field,
he never did yield
to the task he was set to do.
Once he was done
in the blistering sun
and his shadow was long and thin,
he took back to his house
where he sat with a bottle of gin.
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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
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