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GreatNess...
Poetry..
The root of all evil
A church..
Praying
for the retrieval
of fine art..
While picking apart
the
applications
Segregation
Modifications
Merely for
recreational habits
For the holier than thou
congregational rabbits
I will never meet the standards..
For your
Delusions of grandeur
Degrees
for the pedigrees
Greatness...
May I eat
from your table
of talent?
Drink from the faucet
of..
Closet smokers
Mid day tokers
and
Class room brokers
A moment of silence
for the ones in compliance
of
Theory and dissociation
in need of rehabilitation
and desperate for the
reincarnation
Of ones like
ones self
The root of all evil
A church..
Praying
for the retrieval
of fine art..
While picking apart
the
applications
Segregation
Modifications
Merely for
recreational habits
For the holier than thou
congregational rabbits
I will never meet the standards..
For your
Delusions of grandeur
Degrees
for the pedigrees
Greatness...
May I eat
from your table
of talent?
Drink from the faucet
of..
Closet smokers
Mid day tokers
and
Class room brokers
A moment of silence
for the ones in compliance
of
Theory and dissociation
in need of rehabilitation
and desperate for the
reincarnation
Of ones like
ones self
Published 20th Aug 2012
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24th Aug 2012 4:28pm
We can't really give the self-righteous any credit; they never really did anything. And the rest of us can only lean on the truth of that, so we've go nothing. What's left is, as you have said, the echo of being. Like your depth.
