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Pilgrim - The Obsession with A Band By Nithin Coca He listens to the bands songs in light Songs that he would hear live this night The teen sat and watched clos'ly the clock As it was his god of which he was in lock This band he had loved for a many year Of which the sweet music flew threw his ears He left the real world which made him so sad Just to worship a band with words so mad He no longer had care of school of friends And did not give a damn 'bout other men He sat in his room almost every day Singing the lyrics that his band would play Lyrics about how avidity and greed Had made the world a place without any creed The Teen held that the members of his band Where the greatest people in the whole land Men who were with no greed but with much truth Who tried to save the world from its evil tooth Who went across the country to preach their words And tried to make it so that all had heard The teen would not hear a bad rumor That his band was full of faithless membors He felt it deep inside of his cold heart That the music was true and soci'ty dark The day crept slowly in the teen's keen mind For that eve'ning he would stand in a line He left toward the football stadium lot Where the band would be playing thier heart He went as one a'lone without any friends Because he gave up on them for these men So off he went in his parents red car Even though he had not told them of how far He had plan'ned to go a'way this night The teen was the first one at the great place So early that the bands van was in displace He waited again for more hours and hours And fin'aly he saw the van with flowers So quickly out of his car the teen ran To try to get a glimpse of the great band But he clearly saw that the band was not Going to wait for any people in the lot That the van was going to go inside And sec'rity off'cers guarded the outside The teen was not in avail and he could see That the band must have been really bus'ee So he went back to his car and watched For the gates to open and the crowd to walsh.

Two hours later the gate flew open and people Ran in like nothing else was was realer The teen ran in like everyone else did But he was stopped when the lady got rid Of him for not having no admission ticket He cried and fretted and then he went To the ticket booth when he was sent "I need a ticket as close as can get Said he with ten tollars from his jet The ticket man laugh'ed and joked said "Tickets are 50 bucks, need some more red?" And the teen reached into his pocket And all he found was ones and a locket So he sat outside and listened as he could To his former favorite band play like crooks And he sat and wondered out loud If there was any good left in this world cloud.