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 © Fred Jagenberg | Year Posted 2019
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