Dead Rock

We don't party anymore.

We're just lost playing a role.

The real you left behind at your front door.

This painted you is quite a bore.

We are dust, we're all alone.

We are just a rolling stone.

We are flesh without the bone.

You're soul to keep, that's all you own.

We don't love anymore.

We only feel what others say.

We don't see past our front door.

Rock and roll has gone away.

We are dust, we're all alone.

We are just a rolling stone.

We are flesh without the bone.

You're soul to keep, that's all you own.

Your life is a work of art.

The world paints you from the start.

We are dirt in their eyes.

We are all melting ice.

They paved our paradise.

We are dust, we're all alone.

We are just a rolling stone.

We are flesh without the bone.

You're soul to keep, that's all you own. 

This poem is about: 
My community
My country

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