Поколения (Generations)

Like a book with a printing error
Words bleed together then fade out
Decades of edits and rewrites
Only took a few pages to fuck up
And there’s no one to blame
Like a tree on the bank of a river
Widened from rising waters
Generations of roots can’t resist
The endless torrent of the muddy current
With no witness to bear
Like a child born into destitution
Inheriting debt upon conception
The only haven from financial seizurе
Was the womb for the baby to grow in

And her daughtеr will face the same
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And her daughter will face the same
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The dunes of urban desserts
With no refuge from the sun
And her father had faced the same
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And his father had faced the same
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Beating back the vultures
Picking at their abdomen
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And her daughter will face the same
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And her daughter will face the same
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Keys of liberation blocked
By paywalls, balkanized
And her father had faced the same
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And his father had faced the same
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Poverty cycles as sure as
Burning suns will rise
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