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"Mental Slavery"


Everyone's a hunter
though some weapons are concealed
Everyone's a dreamer
though most are never revealed
Everyone's got that hunger
though some strip it from the plate
Everyone's got a heartbeat
but too many pound with hate

Everyone's got a notion
of a power higher than
We all stumble on the same pride
some just fall deeper in
Everyone's got the eyes given them
though it's the blind who seem to see

and every mirror
holds the same reflection
you - trapped within yourself
and me - staring back into me

oh how long, to expose this slavery



Cactus


Written by
R. Russell ©1999
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