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Reconcile.

Fable of rebels,
Raising hell,
Their land,
Your Land,
Awestruck by bags of bucks,
Deep in your pockets they flux,
Fables of the feeble,
Fighting your people,
Their people,
The pride of blood and pedigree,
The dead hand of governance,
We live in volatile times,
Prodigal sons of earth,
Will we reconcile?
Walk the extra mile,
Make it worthwhile,
A mother pleads,
Let the future be,
A utopia flourished,
Nourished by our feats,
Humane deeds running our streets.
GrymmRipper :]

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  1. Being AlifeJanuary 9, 2019 at 2:23 AM

    Prodigal sons of the Earth. 😁

    Like Reverend Spooner said, we are not noble sons of toil, but noble tons of soil.

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  2. Grymm RipperJuly 10, 2019 at 4:37 AM

    If I had no knowledge of the existence of Spoonerism before, well now I do. Thank you sir. That was fun.

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