Next station : Contradiction

Old mans b*****d loneliness,
flying with the flock
Tiny voices in the head,
shouted words fill the stock
Clear sky helps survive,
cloudy thoughts stab the heart
Society fails to impress,
what's with the wait for change to start?

A headache,
a clear head
Wishing for better days
Every breath fills the lungs
Why do we hang on words the sky says?

The hypocrisy,
a true soul
Running after paper like a filthy w***e
The selfishness of every kid in a group
Feeling freedom,
or just a coup?

God gives life,
but his pet sun burns our face
God saves lives,
but religion takes it away
Contradiction in every street left to see
The times are hard to just be

Author's Note

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