The
Trojan horses
They
start to run
They
gallop fast
Smoke
in the air
The
dust after
The
eyes closing
The
members can't see
They
stand watching
The
Trojan horses
The
head start begins
Ruining
the hope
Catering
to self interests
The
marks of bad
The
shallow of the leaders
They
sing a different tune
They
want to taste the cherries
The
Trojan horses
Out
on the field of play
There
they will hide and lay
Until
the calls to run again
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