Not a so fruitful Monday…but there’s days when rats just walk in circles or cat’s that love pizzas. So why not?
Life is a poem
Serenity is a double edged sword
Only speaks when you are on accord
Like the poverty you can’t afford
Spiritual demises, re- incarnation
Blasphemy of the fortification
Concrete walls, neon damnation
Complaining, disturbing the sick
Morals burn, the instant flick
Care about your hair, god bless the prick
Look down and make ‘em waiting in line
While you are traveling and feeling fine
Praying in the rain intoxicated in wine
The new elite, the few that can flirt
While harvesting the length of your skirt
You will be damned in the end
Burning in your bunker with Lucifer’s friend
