lifes chronic

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    lifes chronic

    im starting to understand the culture of snakes and vultures,ravageing wolves,and broke pros
    wit seporation of being his diciple all that was once friends turned rivals,being unhappy with just salvation we hit the streets for survival
    not right but thats how life goes,if a day is like 1000 years to god why do man make life so short?
    9 to 5s we fight for,was told to have education only to end up over qualified for, a new way to die,like cutting wrist wit a knife slow
    its not based on a race issue just the youth controlled by these old folks
    we put actors as governers to show you can fake it till you make it,eather you a puppet on a string orthe 1 holding the stick
    so now societys preference is handed keys to the city
    witch dont mean a thing when they given up fellonies
    was raised on now &latters and sugar straws bought cheep
    but when i grew up i realized that everything is not so sweet

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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