Anthem

I took my dreams,
And turned them to dust,
There were consequences,
I needed to survive first.
Needless to say,
It worked like a charm,
I bought an ox,
I bought a farm.
Day and night,
All I did was till,
It’s biting weight,
I feel it still;
When my parents sleep on the ground,
When my friends calls me fool,
When my children eat stitches,
When I take them to school.
How must I decide,
Which reason to give,
There are so many to blame,
And to listen, so few,
Could I even speak,
With my so broken voice,
Will it suffice to tell,
That I had no choice.
That I took my dreams,
And turned them to dust,
There were consequences,
But I needed to survive first.

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