Said it clear.. standing here.. Mr. Leader Man.. do you have an answer.. beyond the old ‘glad
Is your image of a thief stealing through a lie.. did it not occur to you.. some folks would wonder why?..
Is it ‘cute’ to prostitute victims who speak truth.. then pursue to hassle.. flawed as ‘Hitler Youth’?.. what would folks think.. sit to drink.. in any state of mind.. that oppression.. stalled law sessions.. justifies the rind..
Of a melon smellin’ sweet and good.. just sitting ripe.. image of is bait.. of no special type..
Folks seek to identify.. the lie that works no more.. like big markups.. race profiling in your favorite store..
Sneaking here.. lie of that.. hide? drop to foggy moor.. a world is seeing thus ending the ‘liar money whore’..
Not young healthy folks who seek money having fun.. not the child seeking friends.. dancing in the sun..
Many fifty are infants to ten years of age.. venting to forever pay back mom and dad in rage.. guess I could rattle on.. reasons without end.. about the whys.. or not of lies.. of enemies and friends..
Peace is my faith.. love.. hope.. strength.. a will to try.. in a world where finger pointers.. spoken bloody lies.. nothing promised valuable?.. give me what? you say.. you have a soul upon a throne.. in every yesterday..
Your mirror shows the way..
Thought.. When one is in full sight of a trash can and throws paper.. or anything on the ground.. I have to assume they like trash.. they like dirt.. and set that example..
When one finds distaste.. and cannot accept duplicity explaining war.. when the lie is obvious.. yet they go on to support an abomination which profits no one.. and adds money to the coffers of a few..
I must assume they like war.. or..
They have lost themselves so totally they cannot see or know who they are.. behind what they believe in..