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Two 'oldies'
What is this life: Part 1.
What is this life that we do lead
When all we do just makes us bleed,
And all we sow comes up as weed.
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What is this life that curses so
And drags us through on tow.
And little in the garden, here, does grow.
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What is this life that brings such woe
When bosses think, and then say no.
And each of us then, becomes a foe.
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They sit up there, in ivory tower
Yielding such expansive power
Expecting us to do, but cower.
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What is this life that we do lead
When all we do, seems to feed
The notions they have, such greed.
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What is this life: Part 2.
What is this life that we all lead
When happiness was, we thought, decreed
And then forced, we were, to concede.
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That crazy hand of cards was dealt;
Who left that Joker in, and gave us that belt.
Happiness was then left, to melt.
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But one year on we may have won
That’s surely, now, how it is done.
No one left, to point that gun.
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But what this life, we now lead,
When weeks fly by, and we pay heed
To tumbled numbers that we need.
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Now lead us this life of promised hope,
And surely we are made to cope
With each and every persons’ nope!
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