CRIPPLED SOCIETY

There's a question  always in my mind not a question  but a problem.
That problem  is why do we exist
If you really think about this
Where did we all come from were we Born from  mist
Did every one come out just pissed
Or is that  just every one else and I just happen  to be missed
To finally get hit by this flying fist

We know we come from are mom's and they come from there mom and down the line it goes  but to the very first  mom  where did she fit In
We frown upon this insest  shit But in all reality  was it not two people  who made the whole race
we look at gays as if they are a sin
Just because  a book told us too 
They are just a fin  in the water  and you are scared of them. they swim around you and you don't know if they are friend or foe.
you just know they are different
 
Different as they might be they are from this same tree
This tree of lies that two people suppose  started
But they ate the fruit  and they  departed 
Only to be founded with rules
People control us we are tools
We hate because  we are told to hate
But to do as a book asks  that was never our fate
Follow  if you must  but  be wise when your hate when it can't sadate at this rate
So if you want to follow a book that has made century's ago. then do so,  but it has Been changed  through the years to be what they want you to be scared of.then take care of that at a later date.