Collateral 

Standard

Thought to make a change or maybe just a choice. Didn’t care what it cost didn’t care to hear the voice from within. 

Signed on the dotted line. Put up the pieces left behind. Still got what has been looked for. Won the highest level and am taking it for all it’s worth. 

Draining them all right at the source. 

Am the leader of the free world. The one with the biggest slice. The price isn’t on my head. Well isn’t that quite nice.

Collaborations between who is needed. Death to those who are nothing but pawns. This is a game of chess. In which you have to search the beyond. 

Sorrow cries are heard from all around. The screams from down below. Stuck up under the ground…

You see things are how they should be. For everyone pointing at the few. It was never meant for those to be satisfied. Only to be made brand new.

Made into what? You might ask. For who or for where.

Ha ha,ha. The seed was planted. Only problem is that you were’nt there.

We the people. We picked the race. Now we’re tired and hungry and at the dinner table we are the ones without a place. 

Collateral damage isn’t just words it’s a factory.  The production is in process. The product is in your blood stream. Give more. Take more. Have more.

 You’ve got what it takes to be. 

Just don’t ask for impeachment. Because this is not the land of the free.

C. L Cunningham 

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