Illness,World Society
This lonely road some of us have chosen
bearing witness to the stumbling
surrounded by the bumbling
hurting ear's of constant mumbling
Rejecting the negative,most find easily accepting
our intake of mental food,should be our true fasting
Smut Mut's are a glut,sitting heavy in our gut
social disease's,disturbing,have cut
us away from eachother.....all for what ???
Copyright © Jay Del Fierro | Year Posted 2007
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