Crossing to the Other Side

Polished mirrors darken with age

Simple stands and gains the wage

Electric hair and flowing rage

The weary just turn the page

 

Starving souls feed the world

Withered up and starting to curl

Banners rise and unfurl

The character stands and shines pearled

 

Money pays in many ways

They can live their own, honest praise

But the wisest among us have to pay

For those who freely raze,

Our ill-guided days

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