Where Do We Go (When The World Is Fixed & Corrupt)

Something I wrote today

Where do we go when the world we live in is sick and corrupt,

fixed and shot up, from Government Sponsored Terrorism

to the H and Rock they put on the block

 

When opening your mouth becomes a federal offense

and growing a plant gets you close to 25 to life,

where do we go when the world we live in is sick & corrupt,

that’s what I’ve been trying to figure out ever since the day I woke up

 

 

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