Broken Promises

The spirit of the age has tempered vile degrade In desolation it's will torn wild We send vomit into letters exposed to loosened fetters Strangers Erupted in mass chaos in its plausible quest The more we want so the more we in turn invest We wait in idol fancy as some lost souls in Sid & Nancy We hurt then tie the tube getting loose lube filled with screws We plummage into a violent existance isn't it relevant? We think were alone yet we never are cause God is still in charge In social regard toward difficult matters that appease We lose sight of love & social need In foot steps drawn in the sand someday we may learn & understand In columns of rescued menure pile in its claim The world outside is totally insane A casual encounter with a so called friend? The next day you got Aids, now you got pain! The choices we make to appease the mind In columns of choiced red, blue & brown.... Broken promises through its shattered glass filled with pain Broken promises can easily drive a man insane A court jester will amuse the crowd as long as there is an occasion Perhaps society is in need of a break on a long awaited vacation? Closed minded sentiments filled in vile affection The novice gets hungry stops at his local 7 eleven Promises made in the dark have come full circle into the light Broken Promises with advant garde choices made in the night Elaborate decorum in want of passage; We last a minute & grieve as the savage!