250 Lb Grudge: Unplantthose Fields of Hatred You Sow

Lying words slain the truth Darkness crushes the dawning light Raw lies and half baked truths you gorge Like a starving soldier of the forge You the vulture of gloom and doom Roll you eye when their in the room You don't let up .. you don't rest You even involve the unwitting guest Sowing your crop with overwhelmed disgust Your posse the harvesters of mistrust Dishing your hatred and misgiving Unspoken words on thanksgiving Gorged with hatred and despise Half baked truths and a bushel of lies Even the children you dare to claim Heirs of the lives you try to defame You can't understand why your in pain All jammed up and going in sane The doctor explained.. it won't budge I see... you have a 250 lb grudge It's Grunting and festering and we know why This will be your legacy ... If should you die Its not to late ... if your ready to grow Unplant those fields of hatred you sow