People in a countless number in the United States of America,
drive in Cars their home on wheels,
must keep moving on,
while others must walk all day,
while Shelters Closed from
9 a.m. thru 8 p.m.,
at clocks that cheat time.
No place to sit or park the car,
'cause Cops Police the every deed,
pushing literal to go.
As just the other day I swayed,
to watch the Walkers 'round the Streets,
no rest can be found,
in Towns that hate yet still do take,
for money buys the Cell.
The Questions these People must be asked,
"Get UP, get going, you piece of Trash."
No liquor store or past to shore,
the bum had better blues,
road the Trains to sit the tame,
a wild time to breeze.
Hobo's road trades rode the Freight,
across the Country in the case,
of the Great Depression,
know hopping on to sing a song,
great Men came from these heavy longs.
To offer shelter to be thrown out,
to be told to get a job,
settle down stop the mob.
The freeway of the path of life,
lead many to appreciate strife,
not for the loaded way of nights,
but in the pass of the tough road luck.
All this money spent today,
on trips to Mars or digging excavate,
on paying Congress to contemplate,
as they do take their vacate's for the rest they do not serve.
The Judge, the Jury, the One Sided slip,
Nasa, War, Cold or Not,
now Declare is espionage dares.
We go to places to report the cases,
no Humanity, no Human Rights, no Education,
it's alright,
we just send are Arm Dealer's friends,
to kill and maim based on same,
agenda never spite.
At ends to none it is be strung,
a bi-way to the seg-way done.
Decades old support is told,
than hanging showed the Utube door,
first the give, second the take,
third the death at which is day.
Confusion teams this Country means,
monies News weapons dues,
attention brought to every leud,
the books that charge for lectures lard,
than smile you're on Candid Camera far.
Than Up and Rising the Theories riding,
pointing fingers blaming games,
hip, hop, floppy, scotch,
the Ice until the Rocks do Top.
So far gone the random long,
fallen or just treated wrong,
a life like mine is no sweet song,
falling down is an easy throng.
Get the Feat to under Neat,
the pick-up with no hand to meet,
financials household goods been sold,
not by me the steal was treed.
Public stamps you a bad seed,
scoffs at you while you can't breath,
judges droves in buried loads,
the disgust is the palatable.
The Catholic Church which Reigns in lurch,
the Non-Profits support themselves so well,
these tools of trades the Pope parades,
so phat and well with what.
A Corporation in America,
a private business in Brazil,
an Over Seas drilling lead,
the Island that the Monarchs deed,
examples Centuries of bettering.
All while the Catholics condone in back turning,
the Seat has Ancient facts,
the money saved to know you're Cave,
is buried in the verse of Save.
The other begins to start a Cause,
the by-laws, the extra's, the this, the that,
in the end it's Feds that back,
bail outs are in who's track?
To hear the Christians banter of,
the Presidents Signature Pact of dat,
the Times when difference hanged for treason,
slaves were legal the Law appealed,
took years to extract that.
A Civil War seems Eminent.
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