everything
changes
minute
to minute
who
is going to explain
what
has been done
to
the next generation
who
will go first
never
straying far
from
the truth
nothing
concluded
as
far as eye can see
he'll
just keep
ongoing
even
when
he burns
out
all the herbs
rasta—nothing
concluded
changing
with every breath
life
out lasting
all
the yesterdays
remembered
by own
former
inspiration
eye
rise daily
with
the Sunday
nothing
concluded
when
clouds
paint
the sky
the
color of the highway
beneath
this car that moves
too
slow everything changes
and
that maybe the last words
of
encouragement passed
on
to the next generation
mistakes
made giving
power
to tyranny
history
constantly
repeating
one war
after
another
they
say it's
all
the same
war
against terror
nothing
concluded
with
oxymoron-ic phrases
and
a cowboy pose
just
to piss off enough
people
to create a daily buzz
nothing
concluded...
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