Saturday, April 11, 2009

there is no magic

He's got balls, too... by martin.danielsson
by martin.danielsson from flickr

The world never stop
It has to move on
There is no time to cry
What is gone carrying no regrets

We make our choices
Voted for our needs
We wish we can get it
Now we know about cheats

Reality has no magic
It finally sinks in
We can write; we can talk
Action counts in our lives

The legitimate baked
The back doors entry
We are made to look like fools
It is the economy
And the country's needs

Can these leaders work?
The work sheets full of holes
Rejected by the people
Yet they are in positions

Some say neat
Others say going to the dogs
The dark days ahead
As the balls jumping from one hand to the other
Mesmerizing sequences blinding the eyes

We know
The baggages and lies
We watch every step of the way
We aren't stupid to fall again

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