The change MAchine

in this fast frivolous world

with souls running amuck

in what's left of my time

i find myself smiling 

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The commotion of us all 

what's next? or what's new? 

always what do you do? 

never, what do you feel?

or what do you think?

are you content with your soul?

you save that for your shrink. 

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give the corporate machine your time

it will spit right back

just enough change 

to keep you coming intact  

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in the dullness of this day, 

i find myself smiling

laughing at the actors 

on a set unknown to them

and i too keep coming back

just like them.

cr