drug store truck driving band

all the best songs written
poems of the masters
poor pockets of tender years
now live in mansions
hide behind accolades
swimming in celebrity pools
forgotten truths on pieces of paper
nothing ever changed
not even the times
and every person bows
to false profits of humanity
how would you ever think like this
with your umbilical chords of greed
stop dropping bombs
start planting seeds….

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