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Our lines in a Democracy

We are Greek, in a democracy
We are not pawns for autocracy,
We the characters of an Odyssey,
Are not your lies for tooth fairy,
We are humans with lives you pretend around,
Because we’re beautifully verdant
As you stare at the ground.
Yes, we’ve lived and we will not bow
We are the thorns to your false crown
We are the people, you are the machine
An epic that has come to be
Metropolis and tea leaves
The graffiti on the wall
We are the truth of what we live
It’s not us who feign pretend.
That’s the poison on your lips
Ours are steady singing hymns

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