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Cold Memory

It's raining all around me
My heart is beating fast
I'm trying to keep from hyperventilating
While I think of the time, that's passed
My clothes are drenched in water
But my skin is completely numb
I remember what you used to feel like
Before you decided to run
You decided the rain was too cold
You thought I was just getting old
You were suddenly grew attired
And told me to adhere
So I walk silently
And, in the rain, my eye sneaks a tear
I don't want your sorrow
I just wanna be alone
So i'll keep walking
On this concrete road
I don't know where I'm going
But anywheres better than here
So I'll keep on walking
Until theres no more tears

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You Don't Know Where Your Interest Lies

You don't know that you love me
You don't know, but I know that you do
You may think you're above me, yeah
What you think isn't always true
Don't try to debate me
You should know that I'm womanly wise
Still you're trying to manipulate me
You don't know where your interest lies
No, you don't know where your interest lies
You don't begin to comprehend
You're just a game that I like to play
You may think that my friend's all right
But I won't let friendship get in my way
No, I won't let friendship get in my way
Indications indicate
Running the same riff will turn you around
Obviously, you're going to blow it
But you don't know it
You don't know that you love me
You don't know, but I know that you do
You may think you're above me, yeah
What you think isn't always true
And you don't know where your interest lies
You don't know where your interest lies

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Maybe I Know My History A Little Bit Better Than You Do (In Answer To Sipho Sepamla)

Maybe I know my history
a little bit better than you do.
My friend, you are talking
about stories being heard
around coal-stoves
concerning animals
and no real facts
are expressed in your poem.

I know when my ancestor Joost Strijdom
arrived in the Cape of Good Hope in May 1678,
that I descend from the lovely brave Maryna Ras,
when your ancestors
were migrating from a place called eMbo
at the big African lakes under
leadership of chief Dlamini
and later under chief Nguni.

I know how my ancestors battled
against wild beasts, fought the zulu-impi
at Blood River
and overcame by the help of
the almighty God
and that I would not have existed
if they died at the hands of the Zulus.

I know how my ancestors build
farms, churches and houses
while yours were living
in thatched grass huts.

I know how my great grandfathers
and one of my grandfathers
was enveloped in a war against the British,
how they survived
and how my great grandmother
died in a British concentration camp.

I have even faced Cubans
under Soviet command
in the largest mechanised battle in Africa,
apart from those in the Second World War
and we had a decisive victory
that is now being denied
while history books are being rewritten
and fiction is creeping in
and maybe the new propaganda, the lies
of the new history suits you far better.

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What You Want

I love to love you
I love to love you

Some boys are full of noise
But boy you caught my ear
Want to see if you've got something to say
No lies or alibis the nonsense stops here
Be my friend or you could be on your way
Play it smart boy
What you gonna do what you gonna do
If you want to reach me
Touch my heart boy
What you gonna do what you gonna do
Cause that's how to please me

What you want I can be
I'm the girl of your fanatasy
As long as you love me
As long as you love me
What you want I can do
I can do
All I ask of you (ow ow)
Is baby you love me

Some boys want pretty toys
But I'm so much more
Can't you see that I'm a girl you can trust
Get real with how you feel
Or I'm out that door
Is it love or is it only a crush
Listen up boy
What you gonna do what you gonna do
And stop talkin' smack now
Back it up boy
What you gonna do what you gonna do
Or step off that track now

What you want I can be
I'm the girl of your fantasy
As long as you love me
As long as you love me
What you want I can do
I can do
All I ask of you (ow ow)
Is baby you love me
What you want I can be
I'm the girl of your fantasy
As long as you love me
As long as you love me
What you want I can do
I can do
All I ask of you (ow ow)
Is baby you love me

I love to love you

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All Around The World (Around The House Mix)

Spoken:
I don't know where my baby is
but I'll find him, somewhere, somehow
I've got to let him know how much I care
I'll never give up looking for my baby
Chorus:
Been around the world and I, I, I
I can't find my baby
I don't know when, I don't know why
Why he's gone away
And I don't know where he can be, my baby
But I'm gonna find him
We had a quarrel and I let myself go
I said so many things, things he didn't know
And I was oh oh so bad
And I don't think he's comin' back, mm mm
He gave the reason, the reasons he should go
And he said so many things he never said before
And he was oh oh so mad
And I don't think he's comin', comin' back
I did too much lyin', wasted too much time,
Now I'm here a'cryin', I, I, I
Chorus
So open hearted, he never did me wrong
I was the one, the weakest one of all
And now I'm oh oh so sad
And I don't think he's comin' back, comin' back
I did too much lyin', wasted too much time,
Now I'm here a'cryin', I, I, I
Chorus x 2
I'm gonna find him, my baby
I did too much lyin', wasted too much time,
Now I'm here a'cryin', I, I, I
Chorus
I've been around the world, lookin' from my baby
Been around the world, and I'm gonna
I'm gonna find him
Chorus
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What You Got

(jerry lynn williams)
Producer for bonnie: christopher neil
Im so sorry baby
I was the one who hesitated
And I know how much you suffered
And how long you must have waited
But now both my eyes are open
And I can truly see
And Im as sorry as I can be
Can you forgive me darling
Can you forgive me babe
I must have been crazy
My little heart must have been leakin
I admit it babe
I admit
I was the first to weaken
But I love you oh so much
And it aint no doubt
You know what Im talking about
Can you ever forgive me baby
Can you ever forgive me babe
Coz I just want a little bit, little bit
Honey I dont need a lot
I just want a little bit, little bit
Of what you got
I just want a little, baby
Honey I dont need a lot
I just want a little bit, little bit
Of what you got
Im so sorry babe
I was the one who hesitated
I know how long you suffered
And how long you must have waited
But now both my eyes are open
And I can finally see
And Im sorry as I can be
Can you forgive me darling
Can you forgive me babe
Coz I just want a little bit, little bit
Honey I dont need a lot
I just want a little bit, little bit
Of what you got
A little bit, a little bit
Honey I dont need a lot
Just a little bit
A little bit of what you got
A little bit, little bit
Just a little bit, little bit
I say just a little bit, little bit
Of what you got

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U Don't Know Me (Like U Used To)

How could you lie to me
After all we've been through
It's just so sad to see me in love with you
I gave you all of me
But still it wasn't enough for you
Is this how love's supposed to be
Now I'm tryin' to get over you

You ain't missin' me at all
You won't pick up the phone and call
You don't love me
Like you used to
Tell me what is going on
You get me standin' here alone
You don't know me
Like you used to

Remember what you said
When you stepped up on the scene
You get into my head
Had me stressin' like a feen
No I just can't forget
How you put that thing on me
I wish we'd never me
This way I won't be lonely

You ain't missin' me at all
You won't pick up the phone and call
You don't love me
Like you used to
Tell me what is going on
You get me standin' here alone
You don't know me
Like you used to

You don't know me
Know me like you used to
You don't know me

You ain't missin' me at all
You won't pick up the phone and call
You don't love me
Like you used to
Tell me what is going on
You get me standin' here alone
You don't know me
Like you used to

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Keep Your Head Up

Verse One:
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, and don't nobody else care
And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot
When you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up
And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him
Cause sista you don't need him
And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em
You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it's time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can't make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up
Chorus
Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier
ooooo child things are gonna get brighter (2x)
Verse Two:
Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me
He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we always had enough
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two
And I realize momma really paid the price
She nearly gave her life, to raise me right
And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream
Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen
I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent
And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen
I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up
You know it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor
Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is
it ain't no hope for tha future
And then they wonder why we crazy
I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby
We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup
And even though you're fed up
Huh, ya got to keep your head up
Chorus
Verse Three:
And uhh
To all the ladies havin babies on they own
I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone
Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em
Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure
And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more
Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son
wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'
You can't complain you was dealt this
hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless
Because there's too many things for you to deal with
Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless
While tears, is rollin down your cheeks
Ya steady hopin things don't all down this week
Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me
I was given this world I didn't make it
And now my son's getten older and older and cold
From havin the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids is drivin Benz
I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends
And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but
please... you got to keep your head up

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I Don't Know Where The Past Is Gone

I dont know where the past is gone
I only know most of my own life is over-
I dont know where the past has gone
I only know so many people I loved
Are no longer here and will never be here again-
I dont know where the past has gone
I only know that that chance I had that hope for so many years
Can never be mine in the same way again-
I dont know where the past has gone
So many moments of beauty and love and opportunity missed and longing unrealized-
I dont know where the past has gone
And what of it I should miss
And why I should long for it so.
I dont know where the past has gone
And where my life was lost and why I did not do better in it-
I dont know where the past has gone
And what will be when for me
Everything is only the Past gone

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Flyer

(piano)
When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Flyer fly me away
Higher til I cant see
Glider keeper of my dreams
Of whatever once was me
I was thinking of you
I was thinking all I was just thinking
Fly me away
Flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyer
You could make it last a long time
Well for all time
And for always
You could make it last forever
Was just thinking
Oh I was just thinking I was I was
Oh
Flyer dancing on the skylite
By play of my youth
Like a cryer clinging to a shadow
I go on and on and on on
And wishin and
Thinking of you
I was thinking oh I was just thinking
Fly me awayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyer
You could make it last a long time
Well, for all time
For always
You could make it last forever
Was just thinking
Oh I was just thinking I was I was
Oh....la la la la la la laaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Da da da
Da da daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
(guitar solo )
So when I sing my song
When my heart is beating stronger
Im flying away
Flying away
Ohhhhh
Flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy me away
Fly me away
Ohhhhh
Na na na na na naaaa na na
Na na naaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Na
Na na na na na naaaa na na
Na na naaaaaaaaaaaaa
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I was just thinking....

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Little Sado's story

Robert Sutcliff, in his book of travels in America, relates the incident
which has suggested the following lines. Little Sado was an African
boy, who was rescued from a slave-ship by a United States’ frigate, and
provided by the Pennsylvania Abolition Society with a home, in a
respectable family, near Philadelphia.

“Although tended with the greatest tenderness,” says Sutcliff, “yet he
was often seen weeping at the recollection of his near connexions. He
said that himself and sister were on a visit, at a relation's, and that
after the family had retired to rest, they were suddenly alarmed at the
dead of night, by a company of man-stealers breaking into their
habitation. They were all carried off towards the sea, where they arrived
at the end of three days, and were confined until the vessel sailed.

“Not long after this negro boy had been brought into S. P.'s family, he
was taken ill of a bad fever; and for a time there appeared but little
hopes of his recovery, although the best medical help was obtained, and
every kindness and attention shown him.

“There being now scarcely any prospect of his recovery, his mistress
was desirous of administering some religious consolation, and observed
to him, as he had always been a very good boy, she had no doubt that if
he died at this time, his spirit would be admitted into a state of eternal
rest and peace. On hearing this he quickly replied, ‘I know that if I die,
I shall be happy; for as soon as my body is dead, my spirit shall fly
away to my father and mother and sisters and brothers in Africa.’ The
boy recovered. His good conduct had gained the favour and respect of
the whole family, and I have no doubt that the care bestowed upon his
education, will in due time afford him a brighter prospect of a future
state than that of returning to Africa.”

“Why weep'st thou, gentle boy? Is not thy lot
Amidst a home of tenderness and friends
Who have been ever kind to thee? Thy heart
Should be too young for the world's bitterness,
And the deep grief, that even amidst thy smiles,
Seems scarce to be forgotten. Thou art good,
A very innocent and gentle boy,
And I would have thee happy. Is there aught
Thou lackest with us, Sado? Did I not,
In thy sore sickness, with a mother's care,

Watch by thy couch and nurse thee? Day by day
Have I not taught thee patiently? and more
Than earthly learning, show'd thee of the way
To win eternal happiness. A better hope
Than that which only look'd to Afric's shore,
To find thy future Heaven!”—

“Yes, thou hast done all this,
And much more, lady! Thou hast been to me
A true and tireless friend, and may there be
Laid up for thee a full reward of bliss,
In that bright Heaven of which I've heard thee tell,
Where God and all his holy angels dwell.

“Yet how can I but weep
Whene'er I think upon the mother's eye,
That smiled to meet my glance in days gone by,
And watch'd in tenderness above my sleep,
Now grown all dim with hopeless grief for me,
Who never more may home or parent see.

“'T was on a bright sunny morn,
When with glad heart I sprang across the hills,
With my young sister, and beside the rills,
Whose shining waves and clustering flowers were borne,
While at the cabin door my mother stood,
And watch'd our footsteps to the distant wood.

“She never saw us more
For in the dead of night, while deep we slept
Within our uncle's home, the man-thieves crept
With stealthy pace, like tigers, to our door.
And, bursting in, they dragg'd us far away,
A helpless, frighten'd, unresisting prey.

“Ah, lady, now thine eyes
Are wet with tears:—then wonder not I weep,
Within whose waking thoughts, or dreams of sleep,
The memories of such scenes as this arise,
And worse than these, the constant thought of pain,
That I shall never see my home again.

“Three days they drove us on,
A weary, wretched, and despairing band,
Until with swollen limbs we reach'd the strand,
Where ‘neath the setting sun the sea-waves shone;
Then gasping in the slave-ship's hold we lay,
And wish'd each groan might bear our lives away.

“Ah, thou canst never know
Of all our sufferings in that loathsome den,
And from the cruel and hard-hearted men,
Who mock'd at all our anguish and our woe;
Until at length thy country's ship came by,
And saved us from our depth of misery.

“Yet still, though not a slave,
I am a stranger in a stranger's land,
Far sever'd from my own dear kindred band,
By many a wide-stretch'd plain and rolling wave;
And, although even with thee my lot is cast,
I cannot lose the memory of the past.

“Then wonder not I weep;
For never can my lost home be forgot;
Nor all the loved ones who have made that spot
The heaven to which e'en yet, amid my sleep,
My hopes are somtimes turn'd—though thou hast taught
My waking hours a holier, better thought.”

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You Don't Know

You don't know where you belong
you should be more careful
as you follow blindly along
you just need to belong somehow

Relying on rhetoric
not well versed on topics
any idea what you're talking about?
revisions of history
fair well in some company
but don't shove that bullshit down
my throat

You don't know where you belong
you should be more careful
as you follow blindly along
to find something to swear to
till you don't know what's right from wrong
you just need to belong somehow

Left suppresses right
right suppresses left
so what's left

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We Are Into This

it is not just an ordinary
swim on
shallow waters where
our heels
are attacked and
we are not
a bit bothered about
any possible
consequences,

we are into this
form of art, where we expose
a face and at the same time
cover
our eyes and nose
and keep on saying
that we are
unafraid to be
finally our own making
a sculpture of ourselves
in words and
images,

we are into this
not as adept as a magician
removing a rabbit from
a black hat

until such time that
our audience who are children by
heart
finds this art
so cheap and no as amusing
as what we used to be
doing
what they have not ever seen
because
we keep them
sealed, tight lipped,
vacuum,
restrained, cool, civilized,
and unhealthy.

we are into this,
tell me, what is this really?

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Sleep's Dark And Silent Gate

Sometimes I lie awake at night and wonder
Where my life will lead me
Waiting to pass under Sleep's dark and silent gate
I found my love too late
Running around day after day
Looking for the time to play
While my old friends slipped away
Never should have had to try so hard
To make a love work out, I guess
I don't know what love has got to do with happiness
But the times when we were happy
Were the times we never tried
Sitting down by the highway
Looking down the road
Waiting for a ride
I don't know where I've been
Wishing I could fly away
Don't know where I'm going
Wishing I could hide
Oh God this is some shape I'm in
When the only thing that makes me cry
Is the kindness in my baby's eye
Sometimes I lie awake at night and wonder
Where the years have gone
They have all passed under
Sleep's dark and silent gate

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Spring Morning

Where am I going? I don't quite know.
Down to the stream where the king-cups grow-
Up on the hill where the pine-trees blow-
Anywhere, anywhere. I don't know.

Where am I going? The clouds sail by,
Little ones, baby ones, over the sky.
Where am I going? The shadows pass,
Little ones, baby ones, over the grass.

If you were a cloud, and sailed up there,
You'd sail on water as blue as air,
And you'd see me here in the fields and say:
'Doesn't the sky look green today?'

Where am I going? The high rooks call:
'It's awful fun to be born at all.'
Where am I going? The ring-doves coo:
'We do have beautiful things to do.'

If you were a bird, and lived on high,
You'd lean on the wind when the wind came by,
You'd say to the wind when it took you away:
'That's where I wanted to go today!'

Where am I going? I don't quite know.
What does it matter where people go?
Down to the wood where the blue-bells grow-
Anywhere, anywhere. I don't know.

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Report from the Besieged City

Too old to carry arms and fight like the others -

they graciously gave me the inferior role of chronicler
I record - I don't know for whom - the history of the siege

I am supposed to be exact but I don't know when the invasion began
two hundred years ago in December in September perhaps yesterday at dawn
everyone here suffers from a loss of the sense of time

all we have left is the place the attachment to the place
we still rule over the ruins of temples spectres of gardens and houses
if we lose the ruins nothing will be left

I write as I can in the rhythm of interminable weeks
monday: empty storehouses a rat became the unit of currency
tuesday: the mayor murdered by unknown assailants
wednesday: negotiations for a cease-fire the enemy has imprisoned our messengers
we don't know where they are held that is the place of torture
thursday: after a stormy meeting a majority of voices rejected
the motion of the spice merchants for unconditional surrender
friday: the beginning of the plague saturday: our invincible defender
N.N. committed suicide sunday: no more water we drove back
an attack at the eastern gate called the Gate of the Alliance

all of this is monotonous I know it can't move anyone

I avoid any commentary I keep a tight hold on my emotions I write about the facts
only they it seems are appreciated in foreign markets
yet with a certain pride I would like to inform the world
that thanks to the war we have raised a new species of children
our children dont like fairy tales they play at killing
awake and asleep they dream of soup of bread and bones
just like dogs and cats

in the evening I like to wander near the outposts of the city
along the frontier of our uncertain freedom.
I look at the swarms of soldiers below their lights
I listen to the noise of drums barbarian shrieks
truly it is inconceivable the City is still defending itself
the siege has lasted a long time the enemies must take turns
nothing unites them except the desire for our extermination
Goths the Tartars Swedes troops of the Emperor regiments of the Transfiguration
who can count them
the colours of their banners change like the forest on the horizon
from delicate bird's yellow in spring through green through red to winter's black

and so in the evening released from facts I can think
about distant ancient matters for example our
friends beyond the sea I know they sincerely sympathize
they send us flour lard sacks of comfort and good advice
they dont even know their fathers betrayed us
our former allies at the time of the second Apocalypse
their sons are blameless they deserve our gratitude therefore we are grateful
they have not experienced a siege as long as eternity
those struck by misfortune are always alone
the defenders of the Dalai Lama the Kurds the Afghan mountaineers

now as I write these words the advocates of conciliation
have won the upper hand over the party of inflexibles
a normal hesitation of moods fate still hangs in the balance

cemeteries grow larger the number of defenders is smaller
yet the defence continues it will continue to the end
and if the City falls but a single man escapes
he will carry the City within himself on the roads of exile
he will be the City

we look in the face of hunger the face of fire face of death
worst of all - the face of betrayal
and only our dreams have not been humiliated

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John F. Kennedy

Sure it's a big job; but I don't know anyone who can do it better than I can.

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I keep referring to them in the plural but all I'm dealing with is Bob. I don't know where Harvey fits in the equation. He was very present at the beginning, winding his brother up. I don't know where he is now.

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Yeah, even a black comedy. Where it's a little eerie. I'd love to do that. But there are about three really fabulous ones on the air now and I don't know if I can do any better than that. I'd like to sort of forge new ground.

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We Don't Know Where We're Going

The operation's on
Movin' forward
we don't know where we're goin',
but we're on our way
So raise the alarm
Movin' forward
we don't know where we're goin',
we're goin' our own way
So move away from home
it's happening
we don't know where we're goin'
but we're on our way
Pack up anything you own
it's happening
we don't know where we're goin'
we're goin' our own way
If we're gonna survive,
we gotta let go of you
I'm sorry that it took me so long
to open up and tell you the truth
The operation's on
Movin' forward
we don't know where we're goin',
but we're on our way
So raise the alarm
Movin' forward
we don't know where we're goin'
we're goin' our own way
If we're gonna survive,
we gotta let go of you
I'm sorry that it took me so long
to open up and tell you the truth

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This Is What You Chose and Wanted

Where are those,
Pure of heart.
Loving of justice.
Courageous and brave.
Upright and wholesome.
Devoted, loyal and honest.
Caring and sharing of good deeds.
Where are these people?
What has happened to them,
And their influences missed?
Where do they hide?
Do they still exist?

'Of course they 'still' exist.
They are the ones you got rid of!
Don't you remember this?

They are the ones who attempted to prevent...
Your current agonies.
With the rise of misfits.

And the more outspoken,
Those with opened eyes became...
You became more belligerent.
You became more incensed.
With character assassinations!
And reputations you defamed.

Don't you remember this?

Now you wish a way of life,
Away from the one you have...
That had made no sense.
With greed and corruption...
Welcomed on your path!

And this is what you chose and wanted.
If you didn't...
Why did you insist on it?
Is it because you now feel trapped?

And those you dismissed,
Appear to be happier...
Than 'that' happiness,
You believed you HAD! '

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