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They would sing of the system
as they overturned the hourglass;
buying more time for innocents
caught up in a so-called crime
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I brought him frankincense
He asked for myrrh and gold
so I called out to the Magi
who brushed their camel's fur
...

Over his face, she flipped a mug of beer:
'If your heart wasn't made for talking,
Baby, these boots were made for walking.'
Onward she walked down that road each year.
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Divorce
or 'Take the Money and Run'

I stole his loot, I ran over his foot
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The Rolling Stones

'What can a poor boy but sing in a rock'n'roll band
because in sleepy Londontown there's just no place
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Proletarian Revolution Blues


Post-Left that would do
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The Best Poem Of Steph Kjaerbaek

With A Fire

They would sing of the system
as they overturned the hourglass;
buying more time for innocents
caught up in a so-called crime
of protest, a kind of contest.

In the societal structure of the street,
where protesters gather in a game,
against the authority, they wait
A delayed response promptly comes late.
They compete in self-defeat, incomplete.

They carry signs against the system
in protest of its latest victim;
The system's rhetoric indicates control
disguised as democratic commodity;
They've been bought, stamped, signed and sold.

By these rules do you abide
in silent suppression against
an independent sense of pride?
By these laws do you rule
with an iron fist you agree upon
twenty-fours a day, dusk till dawn?

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