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Array ( [sid] => 142625 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => how far shall we dig my friend [time] => 2008-05-24 11:37:43 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Do you remember the days when freedoms cry rose
that day we all cheered for the falling berlin wall
but those days are passed and that rode is closed
our possisions to big now we drown with so much to haul

Now they build borders againt neighbours and (friends)
nine foot fences blocking protecting all that dwell within
trust is something that is only seen on the screen
pity is givin at such a fools hardy pace
anger for the working man who just filling in there place

trust in man is lost and we will never again get out that bitter taste
like the sour grapes at mass their whipping tongue dont give haste
bitter arguments turning one against another
living in times when brother turns on brother
money and sex oh how that whore screams
preying like wishes hoping for dreams

silent and submissive just a tease for the play
harvesting fortunes breaking necks on the way
hey fast cars and faster women is that not the new game
a useless life with a shallow wife no love only gain
the house the kids the debt oh way to big
you are the one with the shovel how far shall we dig



[comments] => 4 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 43 [informant] => lostrelic [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
how far shall we dig my friend

Contributed by lostrelic on Saturday, 24th May 2008 @ 11:37:43 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



Do you remember the days when freedoms cry rose
that day we all cheered for the falling berlin wall
but those days are passed and that rode is closed
our possisions to big now we drown with so much to haul

Now they build borders againt neighbours and (friends)
nine foot fences blocking protecting all that dwell within
trust is something that is only seen on the screen
pity is givin at such a fools hardy pace
anger for the working man who just filling in there place

trust in man is lost and we will never again get out that bitter taste
like the sour grapes at mass their whipping tongue dont give haste
bitter arguments turning one against another
living in times when brother turns on brother
money and sex oh how that whore screams
preying like wishes hoping for dreams

silent and submissive just a tease for the play
harvesting fortunes breaking necks on the way
hey fast cars and faster women is that not the new game
a useless life with a shallow wife no love only gain
the house the kids the debt oh way to big
you are the one with the shovel how far shall we dig







Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2008-05-24 11:37:43]
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Re: how far shall we dig my friend (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 24th May 2008 @ 01:17:13 PM AEST
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Wwwwwwwwooooooooooooohhhhhh, my friend. I hope that pen didn't burn you fingers when you created this hot write.
When you bounce back like me, you come back with power in yo pen!
Incredible true, wise, fire cracker write.
huggs, smiles,
emy


Re: how far shall we dig my friend (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 24th May 2008 @ 02:14:27 PM AEST
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I applaud your truth in this write. I agree with Em you are smokin here. I hope many read this sage poem.
Keep them coming just don;t burn up the screen lol..(jk)

Hugs

Michelle


Re: how far shall we dig my friend (User Rating: 1 )
by catz77 on Saturday, 24th May 2008 @ 07:49:42 PM AEST
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I really liked this write
good job ^_^

catz


Re: how far shall we dig my friend (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 30th May 2008 @ 10:46:37 AM AEST
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i like it intresting turn after the second stanza but still very true




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