Poem -
TACTICS AS OLD AS TIME
Empty Tombs hold a story...
Ghost Towns that once had once thrived...
People found oil and moved to Beverly Hills...
The Old West...
The New Times...
Same game different players...
Greed fed lies...
We say together...
They yell apart...
We speak life...
They call for death...
They say they only want the fittest...
What if you're for the under dog?
Do you just give in?
Do you just die?
Because, they changed the rules to suit their pride...
What if they believed in Spirits?
How do they know?
Why can't they stop a Tree from Falling?
Who will be there to remove it?
You sold the Tools when they started...
sparrowsong
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Positive and uplifting words. Isaiah is a very good artist. How have you been, Sparrowsong? Keep strong. A hug from B
P.S. yes, the underdog is neglected & abandoned, more than ever.
The sad truth is nobody knows anything...maybe thats why we fight and fight and fight. Always enjoy your stuff girl...hugs x
Hello Bernadete...
I'm appreciative of the 5 year old girl who loves this song...
How have you been?
I think it's just recognized more...
I don't think it's been unseen...
Thank you for your kind comment and support...
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sparrowsong
Hello Marion...
It gets worse when they know they're wrong...
Have you noticed...
They really fight dirty don't they?
No one enjoys being held accountable or admitting when they're wrong...
How would you like to be looked at knowing you have blood on your hands?
Not me either...
Thank you for your kind comment and support...
S x
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