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Until when would progress be regress
To another time, where history repeats
When this world lives to please itself
There’s no end to the fight for peace

Say what you want to say
Believe what you want to believe
But if you turn to attack me,
Its no longer freedom of speech

Tune in, cop out, sit back and relax
While others serenade you with tragic dance
While others make all the hard decisions
While others suffer to give you the illusion
That you’re living life.

It will eventually reach a point
When earth could no longer breathe
If we live only to please ourselves
We’ll only have ourselves to grieve.

Science and travel enthusiast sharing atypical GenZism. Poetry, fiction and sporadic non-fiction. Trying to learn and grow each day. Email: deelola9@gmail.com

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