a man and his guitar

By: jade

a man and his guitar cannot change

the world; tis too strange

a place; sheer immensity

of the effort; pure intensity

of the task; many have tried,

many have tired, women have cried

for the loss of their sons; who fought

bravely; unfortunately got caught

in the beaurocracy; and merely

became part of the machine; all the while clearly

the world has not changed; it is still

the festering ball of pus that makes us ill

MANANDHI
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