Mines of gold On the mountain hill, there is gold mine whithin, miners there dig, treasure they seek, a wealthy man oversees it all, steal a pice and you hit the door. On a river down the hiil, the miners dig for themself indeed, after work when they pass the river, for a hour or two they stop, fill the pockets with a piece or two, shiny metal pays the life. Its like in the slavery days, but instead of housing and feeding you, they pay and dont care, you have to do that all by yourself, house, food and, something to entertain yourself. Its like that, its always been, freedom is just a hope, something to starve for in. All the chains you can not see, its a state of mind, just to begin. Mines of gold, all they seek, I found a gold in a grave, have to join then, and go on my way.
Posted on: Sun, 16 Mar 2014 19:41:40 +0000
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