THE SYSTEM

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THE SYSTEM

The system as we know it from day to day
Is for our lives designed to make
For some, its survivals only way
To give as much as take.

The balance is never what it seems to be
In all that's wrong or right
You are blind if you refuse to see
No deliverance without a fight

We think, we speak, but actions fails
The situation to comprehend
Meandering like a train on rails
The system a message sent.

You are mine, forever so
No chances for reprieve
It will squeeze and squeeze , no where to go
Stand fast man, get off your knees.

It makes no sense that we embrace
The manifestation of poverty
Occupied, but so much time to waste
A pauper striving not to be.

So a solution you think is due?
To reinforce and right the wrong
So step forward with thoughts anew
With positivity, oh so strong.

written by Rastapoet

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