Need something cool
To distract my soul
From the rages
The angers of years
That keep turning the pages
Making self proclaimed wars
On every body’s being
Triggers hell bent
On preventing eyes from seeing
Big restrictions
That skip over real offenses
Keeps everyone a victim
Hiding behind their fences
Churning anger
Churning rage
And when the new antidote comes
Nobody’s going to win

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