revolt's the thing in which we take most pride
the job of government's a constant bore
we all forget we're just here for the ride
we aren't the ones who'd run away and hide
but neither would you find us at the fore
revolt's the thing in which we take most pride
each of us knows that we must take a side
but facts are things that we'd like to ignore
we all forget we're just here for the ride
the ones who have a heart we must deride
we only trust the one we know's a whore
revolt's the thing in which we take most pride
the golden light's the thing we've most denied
we've done our best and no one could do more
we all forget we're just here for the ride
through all of life we find it best to glide
we see but cannot reach the better shore
revolt's the thing in which we take most pride
we all forget we're just here for the ride
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
18 June 2007
death of the republic
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