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People take for granted the words
Of invisible prayer that locks one
Away from life's possibilities.
Tires scream the names of those occupied
In a senseless society
Governed by those afflicted with the
Misfortune of conformity.
Streets ruled by those unworthy
to walk their own path
Take their names off the guest list
Reserved for egotistical minds
Begging for the riches.
while those left on the streets
Hunger and thirst for the
Strength of the nation to keep
them alive...
keep them alive...
That's all real,
real like my body, my soul,
my mind
Ungoverned by
A world of checks and balances
Right and wrong.
My mind ungoverned.

©2003 EM