Feed The Beast
rapid fire, pure desire,
hunger by the tooth...
bullet holes, wounded souls,
fighting for the truth.
kill the whales, fill your jails,
with your mother's sons.
pray for peace, nuclear freeze,
gotta pay for what you've done.
the wheels of justice keep on turning.
you keep spending more than you're earning.
people keep dying, bodies are burning....
feed the beast, the world keeps turning!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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