Thursday, April 13, 2006

An Old Horse & Young Crows

Sleep by Marino Thorlacious
Sleep by Marino Thorlacious

An Old Horse & Young Crows.
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O' Dear Nation,
Getting Old...like,
Crows Over An old Horse.
Flies Flying Over Cow's Nose.
A Dead Whale in our shores.
An Old Cat Can't lick itself any more.

With Our Younkers,
Blue Blood Gone Red,
Hot And Smug,
Irresistable and logical.

With Our Today's Leaders,
Red Blood Gone Maroon,
Stoned And Out.
Frozen in Time,
And Can't stop killing Our Minds.

O' Younkers;
Wake up,
And let your Blue Blood,
Flood.
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Note: Written for the belief that The youth are the ones who can make changes in our nation, not the old men in power.

Political Status: Offensive.
Psychological Status: Sleeping and Mental Disorders, Suicidal, and patient.

Future: Political-Fiction[3] [It's already written]

Good Night dear Readers.

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