How do i declare freedom as the innocent are slaughtered in it's name Where love is traded for conceal carry attitudes Sold off at birth to The Queen of England who holds the note on my life Overseen by †the Roman Catholic Church led by legions and satan himself Artillery traded for stars and stripes and the daily chanting. People screaming for their rights † for the color of their skin is changing †it's shade each day which one matters today None of us
Outside in the cold nails of the rain we were just between, despondence and maybe's.† Stuck face to face with multiple perceptions†in an undying truth.
I was watching "The Station"†and giggling out loud at the self-important fluff that we call "talking shit". How often can one witness the pats to a back then decide to listen a little longer? No thanks idiot Ma'am, I'll keep rollin' on paltry annoys.
Healthy egos have their place pompous over-bearing types of self-importance ...