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Homeless
I'm tired and cold, rags gathered tight, so show me some pity
It's been to long out in this cardboard city
Food gathered and begged, no chance of meds, while you stay warm in luxury beds
A doorway, a tunnel, a railway station
A look of disgust from most of the nation
I didn't ask to be ousted from a normal life
To be fed to the streets in toil and stife
Clothes dishevelled, ripped and most...
Sunday 14th April 2024 8:51 pm
Present Arms
Present Arms
…………da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da,
You’re making like a train
With you and your friends,
Every first step slammed in
To take your mind off the pounding
In your chest, and the pain,
And it’s train tracks
All the way to barracks,
Where the Men sleep
Before another day of fatigues,
And the tr...
Tuesday 27th December 2011 1:46 am
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