Living to live

This is the shit I wait for,
Obey and work for,
The law is all torn
Shredded but still worn
Corrupt and we're all poor
The richest are no more
Land of equity
And philosophy
Given to me
Neglected by me
Trust within nobody
Cries are sworn
As we fight for the unborn
Worried for the unheard
Called absurd
When in reality were really all pieces of turds
With a brain thats cured
By government abduction
Brainwashing for sure
But who knows,
We're all just waiting our turn

This poem is about: 
Our world


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