Category: folk
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Elite Rules
Elite Rules The rules never apply to those who make them. They only apply to common folk. Who work hard but are still broke. But we make car engines purr… We make planes soar… We stitch the ensembles fashion week in Paris adores… But the elites build the reality we settle for. How long before…
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Chicago Tourist
Chicago Tourist roof top views from sky scrapers leave unfamiliar eyes speechless the faces of tourists shine with excitement and wonder radiant rays bright enough to take you down under airplanes hoover over head we stare at them from foggy openings in the smog covered sky we watch trains blow smoke as they pass by…
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Church Folk
Church Folk they wait on sunshine from starless heavens cry on bended knees palms open wide to the ceiling celebrating God with glee as they clap their hands and stump their feet jokes dispel hard times so they communicate in laughter the present is cold so they wait… on the here after…
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