Closet Monster Convictions of a Schoolyard Anarchist Letras:
We read their textbooks.
With caution we flamed their pages burnt.
Suspecting who holds the pen.
Two sides to lies.
Two truths.
Imagine a curriculum that teaches kids to
think instead of just be taught.
No wonder there are so many sleep in the streets:
I thought lamb-chops was dead...1917 is
still used to kill our hope.
Not that bull shit dictatorship.
Secret police.
No justice no trials just suspect.

A bullet branded authority.
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Five-hundred anarchists sitting on their knees
(executed for what they believe).
That's not camaraderic to me.
Our heroes pass we still cheer on.
But were they really heroes?
Battle in the ukraine to control the party.
Scare them subordiante: terror terror state inflicted.

What is modern state terror?
Bush and CNN.
He asked me if police and armed forces were
mechanisms of minority rule.
State control out of control.
She asked him if fear and propaganda always
will drivert a people's revolt.
History class's evil twin.
Revolt. "Yeah...I may dream but at
least I'm not dead like you."
They want fair reparations for history contested.
One students search for a fair historical document.
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