Ignorantly Propagated To Hells Gate

Violence Money *********** Proliferated by vain and vapid artistry Break and take the young of our society She says to them Our stolen water is sweet And you'll find the secret bread a delectable treat So why don't you come into our palace and eat Stepping into the opulent hall He unknowingly falls into the depths of hell Pure things he hated By selfishness he was dictated Vile and vacuous things he created No legacy left his life wasted Propagated