by Shannon Andrews
Perplexing solutions gone amass
Hope stands still
The guardian of chance
Brings us to an unconditional society
It’s either to go under or find success
Whether it’s by choice or out of control
Where does this infinite spiral go?
Be among those or be forgotten
It’s more a necessity for the sake of survival
Conjured ideas to agree upon, not to disagree
We got to put our country together
And set it free.
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