Bora born

Come in spinner _

Throw away people with lives put on cruise
pepper your children with gadgets to lose.
Teach them the theory how pigs learn to fly
as you free their lost sheep with lullabies.

Crank the pan handle to give up the tune
loop the time line without any concern.
Dream up their futures with no real regrets
put rings through their noses, butter their feet.

Deceivers of freedom, spin doctors of
light, within religions, fear taunts lost fright.
Cracker-box prisons take over the will
in never ending themes to haunt us still.

Jemmy the levers to start fresh each day
practice the part as you peddle your wares.
Trick or treat children, penetrate their minds
escape to your castle so hard to find.

Most are asleep in a state that suggests
old freedoms are powerless to resist
the inspired deception by straw dogs
dressed up in humanities crooked cross.


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© dec 2006 _ Nhawrr yirrpa


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