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zaaclindsay
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since 2009-08-12
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Ottawa Ontario

0 posted 2009-09-08 11:32 AM



Sitting at the bus stop with my tokens in my hand
waiting for the Red Line to pass by.
I hear a conversation stepping up to take a seat
A sidewalk preacher found a way to fly.

Blind man sitting on the corner asking for a buck or two
grabs his keys and sets his car alarm.
Laughing millionaire jumps in front of the train
His kindergarten teacher finds a clue.

Take us to the rainbow river, the President just said;
killing in the name of heaven, leaving everybody dead.
God is watching closely now; the winds of change go silent.
Don’t forget to pick your kids up after school.

Single loving mother finds a garter on her leg;
C-note from her man still tucked inside.
The priest will hear confessions from himself on court tv.
The parish ante’s up and hits the bar.

Cant watch the beheading…running late for a wedding
as the planes fly into our living rooms
Kid’s email says click here for fun
and ends up inside a strangers head.

Take us to the rainbow river, the President just said.
We hemmorhage tribal genocide, while were all safe tucked in bed.
Jesus lives tho’ Ole Scratch thinks he still runs the world.
He growls, burns a smile, and scans the news.

Bobby had a boyfriend he met dancing last year.
Funeral’s at 4 lets wish him well.
Prosecutor’s drooling when the bum can’t buy his pills;
poor tortured soul, but the warden has some room.

Daddy says that mommy should have understood;
says he’ll miss her as he’s riding off to jail.
Sue’s in love with Terrence til her daddy sees his skin.
hope she heals in time for the M L King parade.

Take us to the rainbow river, the President just said.
The church prays the secret service finds his mind.
Telephone is ringing, It’s Jesus on the line.
Pray we let him save us all from hell…

Pray we let Him save us from ourselves.

Sitting at the bus stop,
token morals in my hand;
waiting for the Red Line to pass by.

Sitting at the bus stop;
token morals in my hand.
Hope I didn’t miss the Red Line passing by.

I kept wondering why that frisbee kept getting bigger and bigger....and then it hit me.

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brneyedgrly
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since 2009-06-08
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nowhere and everywhere
1 posted 2009-09-08 04:44 PM



wow

and

gritty




Earth Angel
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since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215
Realms of Light
2 posted 2009-09-08 04:59 PM


It's a wacky, wicked world we live in!


EA

zaaclindsay
Member
since 2009-08-12
Posts 111
Ottawa Ontario
3 posted 2009-09-08 09:29 PM


yet somehow we find love

zaac

I kept wondering why that frisbee kept getting bigger and bigger....and then it hit me.

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