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Travesty in This Here Democracy

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Living is a travesty

in this here democracy.
Which should be called a monarchy,

as some say its not so.

Wherefore find I liberty

in the absence of tranquility?
When the crimson face of hypocrisy


travels to and fro.
Hell was never made for man.
Injustice absent from God's plan.
Yet as each stays to their clan,

the flames doth grow and grow.
All are victims some way or another
each in debt to their own brother.
But we must learn to love each other.

A lesson few do know.





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