Council of the Wicked
As the man walks alone he sees the joy from the counsel that has become the Pharisees.
They have given the oath of rituals that pertain to the past and not for the future.
Looking at the actions and expectations, he sees them like the corrupted Phrarisees.
What they have done is go against the Edenic beauty of nature!
Entitlement at young ages is the poison of love!
At young ages they have for fame and dishonor sacrificed their purity!
The red blood has left the once peaceful and love -filled dove!
It is now a blood-stained corpse that has lost it’s purity!
Shifting their gears to the left on an empty tank!
Has allowed them to become morally bankrupt!
They want a bridge and residence to make their bank!
Their family and views have lead all their morals to become corrupt!
In the beginning if you cannot build with me to become my partner!
Then do not have the expectation for me to make you my life partner!
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