my thoughts

One day I’m going to grow a seed,
At the start of the month when she starts to bleed,
I will give in to her every need,
as she is the sole when it starts to feed,

one chance on our lonely sole,
your the future of your only goal,
no money no food in your bowl,
im a beggar when i claim the dole,

i tell some people and they dont understand,
our minds in our heads and our lifes in our hands

who invented money and also the time,

indigenous people they no nothing of crime

my thoughts

RobAnthony

Heysham Village, United Kingdom

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