Honesty
To be brutally honest with you
We stake our claim to fame
Among falling ambers with feathers for wings
Through a barrage of disgust & then,
For a fallen world in quite a rush
He knows that if he can control your thoughts
That in effect he can control your mind
At one time I could see yet today I'm totally blind
To be brutally honest with you
That effective fervor prayer of the righteous one
From such prayers availeth very much
To resist him will result in a flee
The bruised reed shaken in the wind
Although, Papa was a rolling stone;
He was never to be found very far from home
In matters of solace degree
To be brutally honest with you
A transformed hermit was once a slave
That fully claimed thread,
In noticable silent dread
Some engrafted in essential sought after fabrication
With silver streak to faintly prey on the weak
To be brutally honest with you
A slight of hand once delivered out of divination
In solemn mass to profess a vested proclamation
To be brutally honest with you !
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