Godless Days *Inspired by Imperfect World by L.E.G.A.C.Y

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edited August 2011 in Waiting To Exhale
Steps lies a man frozen in time
broken and defined of lack of guidance
giving up is hard to do
so giving in becomes the new cure of suffering
reality sets in and people begin to give new meaning
to the word LAW
shootouts and violence engulfs suburbia
and the massive plague of violence echoes from city to state
government manipulates for the last time
bomb design by uncle Bill
enrage a fire to Capital Hill
madness becomes the method to sanity
technology makes the world come in handy
lack of understanding and support is second hand smoke cancer
dance of the devil and I'll be the prom king of the ceremony
bills slash and plane crashes later
behavior in school becomes poor when cuts are immediate
teachers teaching their learning skills a new habit
of drinking and smoking their degrees away
lay offs become the common cold recipe
destiny is a lie and ? is a false statement in these troublesome times
don't preach to me I'm just a living example of giving in to giving up
keep the faith when bills are stack on this plate next to syrup
pancakes should be on it
babies are meeting a second afterlife after the first
abortion ? is facing in this nation
murdering for the ? win
where do I begin when I'm not a mere sinner
just enjoying these bad times like looting in a post hurricane aftermath
feel the wrath of racism
got me looking at my light colored friends cockeyed
expecting the unexpected
raw poetry becomes the therapy for the lack of people speeches
looking and counting the days of a denounce superior government
broken households and floods of robberies
enter hell exit body soulless gypsies that plan prophecies
unseen to the religious eye
churches experiencing broken fellowship
atheists march for the truth of no belief
oh my.....
this is the signs of the times like the good book says
that's holding in my palms with a gun to my head
held by a man beyond acknowledgement and care
stare into the eyes of the ski mask vigilante
my only materials that kept me manifesting
gone at the blink of a upcoming bullet
last words....I knew it was too good to be soon...pull it

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