Saturday, May 9, 2009

War N Drama

IN A TIME OF WAR AND DRAMA...

In a time of war and drama, street crimes and commas,
periods pass and people die, and I sit here and just get...hiiiigh.

In a time of war and drama, street crimes and commas,
periods pass and people die, while fat cats sit on high and pass down orders for another mothers pawn to go die, while they picket outside in anger and ask the government why.

But in a time of war and drama, street crimes and commas, periods pass and people die and I puff puff puff pass and get high...on the ideas of why and laugh and cry...
You see I swim against the current and I refuse to drown comma
because what went up yesterday...yup, just came down...

In a time of war and drama, street crimes and commas, periods pass and people die comma and people die comma and people die comma and people die period period period

In a time of war and drama, street crimes and commas, periods pass and people die, and I sit here patiently and get high.

In a time of war and drama, street crimes and commas, periods pass and people die, and I sit here patiently and wonder why?

You see, I used to just get high and wonder why, but I understand that people die during the passing of periods comma and that street crimes are a part of this drama, but commas all lead to a period and death is the rule of all war period…

In a time of war and drama, street crimes and commas, periods pass and people die, while fat cats sit on high and pass down orders for more pawns to go die, die, die!

I swim against the current and refuse to drown, because what went up yesterday…is…

Just now coming down.

In a time of war and drama, street crimes and commas, periods pass and people die comma, and people die comma, and people die comma, die, die, and die period.

You see in a time of war and drama, street crimes and commas, periods pass... and people die period!


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