Bet it Ain’t So
It’s Not the Same ~ Philip Brent Harris
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Please, breathe deeply and let it all go.
Why worry about how little you know?
Sit back and relax and go with the flow,
Like you are buried neck-deep in snow.
Unless you’re loaded, rolling in dough,
You don’t count, case you don’t know.
Wage-slaves, drones held down below,
Have a drink, toke, a nose full of blow.
You wish to join us; our answer is no.
Nor is it any manner of quid pro quo.
No more middle, only lower than low
And, just no further down you can go.
Rich bet they’re special; I bet it ain’t so’
A sad song played by a tiny violin, bow.
Laugh when I hear those top-folks crow.
All equal, whether ashes, six feet below.
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Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment
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