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Did I ever call for your fame?
Why do we fight in your name?
Is it really true thatyou're there?
And do you ever answer my prayers?
We are calling forchange,
so why don't youcome back again?
Why do you spreadlove uneven?
This is not what I believe in.
Do I have the right,to write this down?
Without heresy pointing a finger at me.
Rights?We don't have no more.
In this catastrophe,of a 21st century war.
Did I ever call for your fame?
Why do we fight inyour name?
Is it really true that you're there?
And do you ever answer my prayers?
We are calling for change,
so why don't you come back again?
Why do you spread love uneven?
This is not what I believe in.
Turn and let your gazeburn over yonder,
a young man sternwith the hunger,
who never puts asunder,
the late night thoughtsand the wonder.
Writing is a lightening speech is a thunder.
Kid, I'm misinterpretedlike a
Marxist.The scared willask this,
impartial vocabularymartial artistpractice verbal
Ti-Chiand pilates.
Da Linguist, the properopportunist.
Quick to drop a new listof rhymes whichrevue this,
right wind stifling thatwe're suffering,
far from enlightening it'sfrightening so usher in,
a new type of verbalwell being.
As your talks are warpedby a canopy of entropy,enter the
Linguist whoeventually,with a dismaying displayof rhyme slaying advances.
The impartial vocabularymartial artist.
Did I ever call foryour fame?
Why do we fight inyour name?
Is it really true that you're there?
And do you ever answer my prayers?
We are calling for change,
so why don't youcome back again?
Why do you spreadlove uneven?
This is not what I believe in.
Do I have the right,to write this down?
Without heresy pointing a finger at me.
Rights?We don't have no more.
In this catastrophe,of a 21st century war.
Did I ever call for your fame?
Why do we fight in your name?
Is it really true that you're there?
And do you ever answer my prayers?
We are calling for change,
so why don't youcome back again?
Why do you spread love uneven?
This is not what I believe in.
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