You Didn’t Sell Out, You Bought In

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You didn’t sell out, you bought in
At least that’s what you regurgitate
But you, yourself, are a cog in the machine
Grinding out this state sponsored hate
You speak of crying in the streets
Heartbroken their flavor of evil didn’t win
But it’s a system of corruption throughout
With each career politician speaking the sin
Where did all our heroes & leaders go
Driven out as the bureaucracy multiplies
Buried with the truth in all that paperwork
We’re doomed unless the people rise

Against these manufactured lies

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The Ink Smudged On My Finger

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The ink smudged on my finger
Proof I was thinking about you
Knowing the dire truth
Wishing you didn’t feel so blue
So, I’ll slowly remove my tie
& leave you in your finest state of undress
We’ll dance & love the night away
Our tears & sweat – a passionate mess

Absentee Postmasters

Absentee postmasters in a foreign longing state
Discussing politics of lost & forgotten mates
Central themes no one remembered to notice
Eyeing secrets along the day to your favorite hostess
Stuck in a rut & broken down on a fragile road
Distances lost with the woman lying in your head
Remedies too severe to be used on this night
Gently track where you’re afraid to tread