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By Jack Joseph Smith
Revolution:
I did not think one against the next
I only followed my own dream;
Don't think I saw a brighter world
My way was to stop it all
Having no idea a,out how to fix the hell
You have to listen to this
We just want the right to live
Take the horror to your tribe
That is revolution
Done well
Then start again, and say
We kill tomorrow as today
There is no stopping
No diamonds, no gold;
where would have been
our behinning