| Musings - My Mind |
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| My Mind My mind is a terrible place Filled with cynicism Fear and hate. You too can be just like me, Open your mind And you will see. Greed and lust And pride all around, From the youngest child to the politician clown. I�m here to tell you, it makes me sad. Stupidity reigns! He was right, my dad. A bigot, a racist, a chauvinist too, How strange as I grew His words rang so true. �I�m not a racist! I hate everyone,� he said. My father, my hero, I miss him. He�s dead. I�m not alone though, we�re not few nor proud. We�re the ones who see through them. We�re in every crowd. They try to be witty. They try to be wise. But, clearly we see, it�s just more of their lies. The motives are simple, let me try to restate it. We�re no more than animals. Our needs must be sated. Stop for a moment. Now swallow your feelings. This isn�t about you, just my personal dealings. My mind is a universe unto its own, Filled with angels and demons And the seeds that they�ve sown. |
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