See my friends are all telling me
you know you can definitely change the world
just believe in it and see what you can do
the revolution comes from within
inner workings like clockwork set in motion
just decide to wind it up and you'll go soon
But wait.
I'm here standing at a cross roads with convoluted ideals
mixed up catch phrases that pop out their eyes
and words that mean nothing
because they follow inaction
disinterested parlance of wrinkled devotion
who are the warriors who stand at the gates of integrity
and shout 'see here son'
to the men in black suits who look down at cv's
and judge the merit of a person
by what they have done that can be certified, verified, cross checked and referenced
put into a heading with a title causing no offence
Where are the people who stand and say
'wait, this means nothing to the walking mans gait'
its just fictional words we create
to equate the achievements of a persons least recognisable shape
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