Misplaced Living Poem by Daniel Richards
Misplaced Living
They like to keep you in dark
They know the charade
You see the light, you pretened
And in the dark it all began
In the spirit of of control
And the power of greed
Blindly you live,
In a matrix thinking your free
Theres a voice in your head
And you refuse to hear
Theres an enemy in your bed
Which willnever surrender
So you live on simply as a pretender
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