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Expressions of Youth
by Mark MaxeyYou speak nothing but lies
Out of your mouth comes a stench
So vast and vile, it consumes the world
Maybe thats what you wanted
Or intended by your agenda
But its not mine nor my brothers
Or my sisters and its time you
Quit your lies
Black and white and in color
The images exist in cohesion
Which the masses try to separate
But you keep your firm hand
Upon that grip you call power
Which one day will consume you
In college it was art and music
Which had a message of hope
Of which I took to be real
Another form of expressionism
But in it was the power I found
To be my sword
Black and white and in color
The images exist in cohesion
Which the masses try to separate
But you keep your firm hand
Upon that grip you call power
Which one day will consume you
In our youth we fight for truth
We understand your lies
And digest none of it
We feed ourselves upon our music
Which teaches us to speak up
Against evil like you
Black and white and in color
The images exist in cohesion
Which the masses try to separate
But you keep your firm hand
Upon that grip you call power
Which one day will consume you
Leave it to the youth
Full of ideas and hope
Yeah they may be strange
Or lack in social graces
But listen carefully
For in their speech
Is a dirge for your funeral
Black and white and in color
The images exist in cohesion
Which the masses try to separate
But you keep your firm hand
Upon that grip you call power
Which one day will consume you
01/21/2006 Posted on 01/21/2006
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