February 17, 2012 at 01:07 am
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so the class system as gone! erm...i dont think so
Unseen faces behind the hoods
Gives off a sinister feel!
Ashen faced while lost in space
Like onions you forever peel.
As cars cruise round our neighbourhoods
It’s like a scene from “Shaun of the dead”.
They Take the dough and pass the bud
And drive off with the bread.
In days gone by you only had 10%
That controlled the uneducated masses.
So now they have closed the road if you can’t pay the toll
That halved the higher educational classes!
As firestorms burn though the night
That glows red and reflect in your eyes.
Your heart will sink to lower depths
As we mourn at the funeral pyres
I guess Education is not intelligence
I don’t get blinded by what I hear.
Yet “the man “still holds the bigger stick!
That beats us with words of fear!
The head of the snake has many heads
While the angels weep in vain.
You can see them scrambling for the doors
And try To get out on the very last train.
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hello there fellow scribes.its been a while,
just a bit of a rant i guess. your now quite welcome to shoot it down .
yours in words...joe.
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