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Sheeple

Contributed by mutantfish on Saturday, 25th April 2009 @ 09:01:04 AM in AEST
Topic: political



I dont trust you,
you and your lies.
You feed them to us
without a blink of an eye

You print off green
out of a stupid machine,
to pretend to save
the world today

you tore down your towers
and you nailed your god
you want to drag us all off
to cart us away
no opposition
it must stay this way

but when 200 million
men of freedom
waiting for death in the halls
spring to life and jump inside
they'll tear those shackles
right from the walls

they will pour into the steets
without fear they will meet
all the horrors and the lies
the thousands of children
left to die

We are not sheep to be grazed
to be fed, trimmed and raised
we won't walk in a single file
no, we won't walk another mile

I hope your one world dream
disables this damn team
of powerful greedy men
pushing martial law, for 2010




Copyright © mutantfish ... [ 2009-04-25 09:01:04]
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Re: Sheeple (User Rating: 1 )
by juricajo on Saturday, 25th April 2009 @ 09:25:33 AM AEST
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pretty good.....baaaa! loved it


Re: Sheeple (User Rating: 1 )
by Matariel on Sunday, 26th April 2009 @ 04:01:13 PM AEST
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Excellent! Besides being a good point, I agree with it on all points (always a good thing). I liked the focus on the terrible greed, and the push for international law, which would, no doubt, force a cruel fate to befall nations whose laws become meaningless.

Good one! Keep up the good writing!

As far as "the nailed god" I'm still a little confused. Is this a reference to Christ? Or is it a metaphor for something else, I wonder?


Re: Sheeple (User Rating: 1 )
by Qas on Sunday, 30th March 2014 @ 01:07:47 PM AEST
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Optimistic, I wish I had faith in people rising up or even hope for a future different from the one that I see.




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