Cursed

You have the only answer so tell me why All doomed to struggle then once to die Fancy and faithful story your bland placebo Harm to your brother when you label evil Nonsense of negligence beyond compare Arrogant - explain consciousness sustained by air Panacea distant future sold to morons no avail Fallow minds to rueful graves none can assail The hour comes for all air creatures away to pass Still all your preachers chanting sitting on an ass My take away to wake today no more excuses Blind leading blind the radical mental abuses
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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November 12, 2019 at 8:34 AM
It seems we are adept at following blind preachers. You might appreciate my poem Gravitational Pull. I have another one titled “Confessional” that you might find interesting.
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