Treasure Island

Mason Maestro


*The Pioneer (the campaign)


Curriculums tied up to the hounds
and coffee shops police abounds
Untried, unheard 'round the world- tragedy occured
Homemade descendants founding unjust avengers
Political string tied too strong to left wing
The imbalance threw off the budget from the swing
Land in check, holding sight on tap to the end
Like a pioneer to re-write the map of Greenland

A summons with the beat of the drum
and around the world the masses will come

From Red square to Bel-Air
Falkland Isls, true democracy calls
To victoria falls, and China's walls

Intellectual youthful minds
Never underminds
The spaces between the lines
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Submitted: Thursday, March 31, 2005
Edited: Thursday, March 31, 2005

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