Demarcation is de jure
Gerry gives its own rules
Mason and Dixon each have their own lines
Babies for bibles and bibles for bombs
We unify only to separate along commonalities
Supremely justice is not for just us
Shells fall as we declare against others
Divides are grown, but we find no bridges
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I'm a high school English teacher in Texas. I also hold degrees in radiography and radio and television broadcasting. Though I obtained certain knowledge and skills from my prior degrees, I do not currently use them.
“Divides are grown, but we find no bridges” damn, aint that a sad truth
Yah, too much politics infecting my poetics lately.
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Hey there’s nothing wrong with that. I believe we have to speak up and fight till change starts happening!