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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required with a black robe and a bad heart...with eyes that see evil and ears that hear lies viewing the world like a dying disease like the beggar on his knees with dirty hands stretched out i grab the gavel...and judge him to his death carjacks and soul smacks...billions on their bellies and backs gettin crunched and cracked like rats and roaches...robbing banks and million dollar stage coaches fools roasting in the heat with nothing to lose...singing the blues paying the devil his over priced dues shiny and bright turns blackened and blue taxin the poor...poverty turns into a criminal his mom weeps and wails with disgust and dread i grab the gavel...and judge him to his death teen age mother sittin on skid row...nothing to do and nowhere to go victim of violence...she turns to a pimp just like a pharoh he makes her a slave another trick in a trap...her soul snaps and tears hit the floor gangster ghouls they kick in the door raped and murdered in a pool of blood and sweat i grab the gavel...and judge her to her death judge not lest ye be judged...still i hold that gruesome grudge hard hearted like a boulder that nobody can budge God gives me a nudge and he shows me the truth...because nobody's perfect and nothing is new i look deep inside to the dirtiest depths i grab the gavel...and judge myself to death
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