40 Thousand Pounds

Eye to eye on a killing road

Feel no pain while watching time explode

Visions of what tomorrow could bring

While watching time burn along this string

Voices screaming as I open my eye’s

Am I the only one hearing my cries?


Stranded in shock, wandering in fear

Those voices in my head are not so clear

Standing there, hearing no screams

This is the most horrific of dreams

Taking each dime, hand by hand

Black holed greed supported by our land

The End

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