Her Name Is Life 2

I have been walking and walking 
All I see is poverty, desperation
Good folks selling their souls,
To put food on the table
While the notorious bunch
Contemplate in round tables,
Making sure the world is hell and heaven
The dirty modernization,
Swiped by demons that they casted,
Goblins as children 
Women as slaves and soldier breeders,
The ludicrous in this world,
Her Beauty is everything 
But man pinned and pushed her
Now we enjoy sour lemons to buying sugar, so life taste better.

Dresses of roses
Garments red in winter,
With finest silk
Life such a beauty!
Jewels of gold, black robes,
White shining through the night
Watching the world through my art
Reading symbols, those codes,
Messages from the unknown to the plane 
So my work is gods plan,

From jeans to shirts and cocky ties 
Death dresses formal 
While life lives in agony,
People crying; the unborn babies 
Earth as her whole,
Mother moon to father sun
The galaxy, our family.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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