Biblical insanity

Biblical Insanity 

You might of said  you might of seen .

It doesn’t  mean  to me. 

You think you know it all.  

You don’t know jack  about me. 

I will go down in history or i will go down in flames. 

Misdirected ill advised misdiagnosed ,Labeled, numbered, restrained 

left to rot Inside a pitch black, ice cold padded cell. 

I will never be who you want to be. 

I am product of the system you created. 

My hopes and dreams incinerated. 

Arrested ,labeled, numbered, sentenced, incarcerated. 

I cannot help what I be 

I have seen and  witnessed things no Man Woman or child should ever have to see. 

I have met my maker only to find out it is me. 

Only with closed eyes can one truly see.

I am the only who can truly judge me.

I am the joker remaining hidden amongst the deck of playing cards. 

I refuse to be a member of a society run by muppets, puppets, pedophiles and retards 

stolen generations forever scarred by the hand of fate. 

Religion = violence 
Abuse = silence 
God = hate 

Praying to a mythological creature that will never pray for you. 

Worshiping false idols 
 
Worshipping false hope 

Greed is a virus a disease in itself we have lost our way in the process we have lost ourselves 

The Angels wings are broken, burnt and charred no gods or masters here 

Only the very thing you fear the most 

I will devour your tainted soul

 and inhale your ghost. 

 for the crimes you committed against humanity. 

Is this the age of hell? 

Or biblical insanity? 

Written by Adrian Bogdal 4/10/2025i
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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