Running in and out and away from the time in which I live

Contained in body but lost in sense

 

No sense, false sense, whatever happened to common-sense?

 

We don’t need the people to think and ask questions

No, now you’re talking non-sense

 

Can you speak to me in a language that makes sense?

 

You have vision but lack that business sense

The markets are open, so let the bidding comm-ence

 

Running back and forth through time and social con-sci-ence

 

The heavy weight of the price tag

That constant conflated, inflated, perpetual pre-tense

 

Pre-time, pre-war, pre-love, pre-life

Yes, scavenger bees must pollinate strife

 

 

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