Art Of War
Recognize the enemy and let the wrath unfold
Dogfaces in pursuit
Casualties untold
Murder murder was the method
Severed heads on the beach
Blend odium and abhorrence with gunpowder tea
Stir it thoroughly and focus on the fix
They do demonstrate such acts of violence for our kids
Several scanty scattered sins
Enmity is in a group of it's own
If they were shooting and was killed
Tell me now who was wrong?
I wish they would've known
Now they see the flames
So sick of the promises of a change that never came
The pain had never changed
In the art of war
Repentance is forced
I wonder if we ever could replace the murder with sports
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What School Didn't Teach
People say life is this and that
It may be a metaphor
A game of whist perhaps?
Compared to an onion
Some artichokes and alphabets
Interesting allegories but who could really answer that?
At times it's good and bad
Sweet and sad like a long lost love
To where you try to find your way
But things are so crossed up
You learn to live life like a hand in water
I wish I had a quarter for the people not as loyal
Now I've jerry-built a border
Cause' I can't take any deceit
It's not allowed like kids throwing sticks in the street
And addiction is deep
Oh how I wish I had known
Now I'm grown
And my old way of thinking was wrong
I've learned the best teacher really is experience
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Another Person
Another person died
Murder murder
A mother had cried
They sent her baby to the burner
There's no way to hide
This genocide is eternal
I would've been lying if I had said it never hurts
Open your eyes
Another person in a box
Blood flooded the streets like jealousy on the block
Outlines in chalk in every place you try and walk
Say it's out of control
A close community now bitter and cold
And wasn't hip to packing weapons but the fear made them bold
Corrupt cops in the streets
Activists get the heat
Anyone who speaks against this ended up being decease
As if the people could escape but rather stay in the grief
But see the truth is everyone is trying to eat
Can't be at peace with people trying to pull you down
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