"And for them who done them wrong..."

 



Retentively anal,
all of these wretched
'folk' wreck my mental
malign my dark whole
exacerbate an already
broken soul...

Why...why must human
treat another so cold!?

Pretentiously they see
oh fuck,  not truly
yet the consciously
corrupt will ever be
playin' the crowd like
a game of three card 'Monty-

-Python grip, utilizin' the slip
of the hand, Oh Govern' Man
meant to benefit the land
of the "not really free..."

Less one concedes to
believe in the lies they cry
hungered hands can't reach
that high for the pie, but I can
promise those who listen closer
to where the proof lies...

If they're not gonna gain
from the effort made
Mamma always insisted...

One should call,  a spade
a spade...