Day 68 part 1- Valiant no more

All our dreams are sold

To the person with most power

Like eagles they soar and scour

And pounce on every hope that’s our

You might think a fight would be fought

Against a woe that is so old

A war braved by our troops so bold

Alas, on who the ones with power have hold

So what the point of all this trouble

If at the end we all just live in a bubble?

Where instead of riding towards our faith

We minimize losses and our profits we double.

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