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Sign of the Times

The sign of the times is becoming blind to the wise. So why compromise? why cry over high tides and lies? When we already know the inevitable will only come and pass us by. studying a round ball with maps, seeing fine lines and freeways leading the way to mazes, obstacles and traps. feeling the need for democracy, yet debauchery is prevalent in this hypocrisy, does one feel my philosophy? falling buildings under construction. Man, woman, and babies take cover from the warnings of mass destruction. crack heads and junkies running from the feds. breaking into medicine cabinets to get high off the meds. a baby having babies is amazing. going from one to another asking, are you the father? MAYBE! Just looking in the mirror with no surprise of compromise. This is just as is, when one lives in the "SIGN OF THE TIMES."

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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