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>03. Inspirations » Charge me for my country
(7th December 2003) Can't live with any sorrows focussed on my general, daily sorrows Instead I am concerned too about my country and the places I walk to on the streets Afraid of a hizzing noise in my ear that will cause falling stones down on my head because some people think they have something to charge me that I should walk in the smoke they've made in the dangerous smoke they create While I also have the same right for fresh air as they have while a killer with my roots doesn't make me the same bad one wearing similiar boots Yet I must long for some hands to take me out for an end to screams coning out of mouths for a hand that won't come hoping people would stop running holding me down hoping for some hands to save me hands that will unlikely come « return |