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The Learning Curb

Had a dad who beat him shitless.

Had a mum who just stood by.
Had brothers who deny it all so they can sleep at night.
(“Goodnight
Jim-bob…”)
(Ch)
It takes a lot of coming back from.
It takes endurance no man should need.
They bind around you, those roots of anger,
Spread from an ugly seed.

What happens when you love so much you’d do anything to prove it.
Go ahead, catch that grenade, but know she’s the one who threw it
(“Swab, please,
nurse…”)
D’you smell that oil in a far off land? So many wars; so many farces.
A child’s blood in sand and fire because we want all the worlds resources.

(“Our God is greater!”)
Bankers will rob us all blind but we’re jailed if we protest.
They’ve got the world firmly by the balls because without them, we don’t exist.

(“Ka-ching!”)

The arrogant people who run your world deny they create the disasters.
They have no idea how you or I live. They serve far richer masters.

(“Nice tie, old boy…”)

Until we can look at our neighbour’s face and see our son or daughter,
We may as well spit on the graves of the innocents being slaughtered.

(“Love moves mountains; Faiths build walls.”)

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