Concentration

Concentration

I can't help you

If you won't help yourself

While denying truth

With country music background

Your song and dance

Without a stance

Along your line

Of blood

You don't have a chance

For times have changed

Your mind has been rearranged

You think what you're told

While boldly going forward

As they keep you back

With their hack

By injecting lackluster

Into all your behavior

Keep hoping for a savior

As advertised here

Yet you harp on

Although you are so far long gone

On your bar hop

Where you are tip top

While under a wrest

You know what's best

Of your rights

As a human being

Still

Civility

You don't see what I'm seeing

Which is why

I can't help you

In any concentration

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