
www.facebook.com You hit me in the head And as the pieces of my skull scatter, You scatter my thoughts Do you not? You hit me in the mouth And you still do not hear anything but the reflection of freedom from my squished tongue and broken teeth You break my legs But I am still standing And you do not hear anything but the sounds of the basis of your government, breaking apart Can you hear it? You tie my hands And I look at my "own self", instead of staring at the sky I do not attempt to pray and I do not wait for a miracle You fear the God that I have created Do you not? With tear gas, you burn my eyes You have forgotten that these eyes have gotten used to tears, for thirty years Thirty years of tears. Thirty years is a long time And you know very well that every time I burned a fire throughout these years, it was because I had to. You hide me under the ashes! I am the child of fire, I am of the plutonic ancestry Don't you know that?? You do!! Where are we? Where does love live? Where does this road end? Who broke the pitcher of wine? We did Yes, it was us. Is there an "us" other than you and me? We all know With an abundance of evidence that all has been bitter for us We try and we attempt at turning it sweet We look in each others' eyes, And we promise one another Tthat as long as we live We will hold each others' hands And if we find the opportunity to dance, We shall dance forever Dancing is illegal!!!! No Dancing??!!! We will share and follow our steps And we will <b>...</b>
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