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fake justice

This field of roses
So beautiful from above
A song that opens and closes
With joy and love

It is as if they were dancing
Swaying from side to side
Or it could be romancing
Playing seek and hide

Yet a real battle is taking place
Beneath the astonishing beauty
To maintain that beautiful face
The rest must fulfill their duty

Down below it was a different scene
Thorns as swords, on these beautiful flowers
It was a fight for survival, when they sway and lean
And in every charge they stab each other

The roots beneath the ground
Entangled in a war of their own
Every day and night is a fighting round
In an everlasting battle that can’t be won

The evil pretty head is sitting on the top
Shouting, carry on carry on, don’t stop
Telling them one day they will see the sun
If they fulfill their duties and act as one
©FAT 2014