Fools Gold
The Wise man spread his fingers so chnage a can fall in the spaces
The death of man was the seperation of races
By religion, colors, and creed
The same colors seeps from our pours when we bleed
Fools gold was place in the socialist society
Decided before there was an idea of me
Now we bend to our knee to pray to our GOd for relief in the economy
When we don't own dollars we pray for sense
Now pennies are more common than 25 cents
Fools gold is in trust of a power who is not real
They telling us who to fear and how we should feel
When true lies have dictated the path of the nation
Fools Gold has decided the worth of a nation
I am a creative soul by nature. I can take sounds, words, images and create more sounds, images and words, so come through and enjoy the mixture, take in the vibe and relax.
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