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Society

The atmosphere is red and crowded
Dusty trousers and tired skirts parade
Heads up high and standing toes
No one wants to make a scene
But this sharade has created a scene

Empty hellos and waves made in reluctance
Fathers return at dusk leaving the lad oblivious
Up again like the kangaroo they proceed to routine
And slowly he becomes a shadow to the lad

In haste to beat the others in this game of Life
You have lost the taste of the single moment
Your hands have become rough and strong
But you have forgotten how to pat in love

Gold coins came in their numbers
Checks and balances in large quantities
But you pushed aside the dining table
The dining table where brothers merry

Now a strange dust from an unknown land
Has clogged your lungs and made them sore
Beneath painful panths, you found it difficult to breathe
Now your eyes stare from the deserted window
Into the world where you neglected

Nature starred at you through it's leaves, flowers and branches
Unable to move, you returned the stare helplessly
You are the society and your wings have been cut short
Your pride sharpened and your confidence slashed
You never really knew the value of freedom until you lost it!

CATALEABONEZ

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