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Roadside Blues
Contributed by
Relemy
on
Wednesday, 23rd October 2002 @ 11:45:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
political
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Expansive country, majestic allure, we ride further into your great unknown. From Neptune's waves through rolling folds: prairies wide and ranged peaks: in deserts dry to vast seas and yond: we've marked our pass stripes and stars.
Lent blissful, complacent comfort via Apollo's seductive touch, our shining moment in drive seems immutable truth. While in fact, with each mile logged we quickly close upon a whirlwind of discordance.
We, like the butterfly, have flapped our wings to raise this storm front so steady approached. True then must we change our way, thus our wind; but, that is to be. For now, we must deal with that which is: our storm, horizon round.
True to form, the national irony, here on a roadside middle of nowhere we sit: idiot lights ignored, hood popped, our cherry a lemon; seeing the shine was just wax and smell a rear view dangler.
Just our luck to be left for dead, short changed, triple taxed, and mocked to boot. Waiting fate, no shelter abounds, save the ditch weve dug. It is true you can run but you cant hide; maybe though, we can survive, all in all.
If so, its time to grab our hammer and wrench, an overhaul calls; weve lots to do. Weve been told and sold so much: If it runs its fine, Trust us, and the kicker, the old If it aint broke, dont fix it. Well its broke!
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Relemy
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2002-10-23 11:45:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Roadside Blues
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Wednesday, 23rd October 2002 @ 11:51:56 AM AEST (User
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Interesting poem..
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