Sumtimes I feel so stricken
The sunlight merely sickens
This blues clues overused snooze
Awaiting.. as an ending?
The questioning intensifies
The question then gets questioned
The splintered lyricist
Can doubt his thoughts conception
When beauty has no prevalence
Intelligence gets smothered
And so my weary brother
Lets hit the streets, like rubber
Lets bounce from silly studders
Eyes fixed upon the wonders
7..8.. thier numerous
Make emotions work for us
Build a building outta dust
That cannot rust or be combusted
Of all the words you read today
The daily news, poetic justice
Consider this, the truest song
Pick up your head and carry on
This fight we fight forever strong
Until the dusk competes with dawn
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