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Bright lights, autumn moon
Spinning circles and lively tunes
In this beautiful wonderland
Of rides and games
I can see though it all
To the pride and shame
Under these rollercoasters, tucked under the tape
Is the fading memory of some girls ****
Such a lovely place, turned into a hell
While everyone plays around, she screams for help
And in these game booths, are pits of lies
Con artists with cunning eyes
They don't just deal cards
They've got liquor at hand
And they won't be afraid to sell it by the can
It's crazy how in such a wonderful world
It isn't even safe to be a girl
All the majestic things that fill our cave
Hide only the monsters we choose to evade
Red winged blackbirds gather by the hundreds , like a few honest men and women , running for public office . Most blackbirds have someplace to be , far removed from publicity ..Incumbent Vultures pick up rotted flesh beneath them , fly in circles , pinpoint their next meal .!..Blackbirds focus on their survival , flying quickly South to avoid potential hardship ...Rarely do the two come together , Vultures voraciously feed , scoff at the Winter ! .Blackbirds leave droppings as they retreat ...Vultures defecate where they feed !..Scream selfishly picking a carcass ...Leaving nothing but bones and gristle ! Are blackbirds and vultures birds of a feather ? Does the sighting of one portend arrival of the other ? Beware , be mindful of the blackbirds of Fall , for the Vultures have a mind to consume them all !
Copyright October 12 , 2015 by Randolph L Wilson  *All Rights reserved

We are thirsty and greedy
wants more and more,
It demands more and more
It grows further and further
We  do not think about other's  
what they want ,what they need
but we grab other's opporunity
and make our profit and balance
Eventhough our thirst is fulfilled ,
We want more and more
Our thirst is not satisfied
We ****** other's goodwill and profit.
Thirst goes on and on
Greedy heart wants more and more
It never end the process.

Do you ever just think about
How messed up this world is,
And how patient its creator must be
To continue this, but we will never see
How much we take for granted,
We are parasites to this floating rock of water and life
But we are only human, and when it comes to taking
We are always ready for another slice, even when the bread is still baking
I feel alone
even though, i am surrounded
i feel neglected
but no one will listen
these circus lights glisten
as i spin around and around
this ferris wheel is like my brain
my mind spins, it slowly rotates
and even though
it is slow,
it is maddening
to feel such repetition
such a binding contrition
i feel so disconnected
so unplugged
turned off, shut down
and dead because
im flying high under the ground
with no light, no sound
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