Luyện nghe bài hát A Text Message To The So-Called Emporer

For too long cast aside, of dignity, opportunity
Countless sleepless days in
But under anxious, darkening leaves
No word unheard
And no deed is without
When the workers come to collect wages
Now the straw men are swaying in the
The have-nots in the listless wind
Whispering for
Waiting for some to call them
From the bottom where you left
So onward from our battered homes
Forward to the onrush of stones, crushed bones
And the