Homes and Screens

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The way that man can breath
And continue the path we lead
Is truly such a beautiful thing
Too bad its wasted on such bitter
And greedy creatures
If only we could rise over
The monsters that surround
Our homes and screens
The same screens that they give us
Hissing and screeching for us to take charge
For us to practice liberty;
They use to hypnotize
Our souls
In the places we should feel the most safe
They always watch
Trying to find the easiest ways
To take advantage
When they should be giving their people the advantage
Of clean air and clean bodies
They poison us
With chemicals and worms
They burn and eat through our bodies
So they can eat our pockets
And eat our minds
The drones they spend 16 years working to build
So they work and use
The beautiful soul of man

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