Karma Police Angel Gabriel

I read to learn In search of knowledge to educate myself On what it takes to make the grade But nothing has touched me thus far Still numb listless and overcome By Sight, Sound , Taste and Touch Nothing new to see here Disengaged as a Career Choice A Silent Voice with Black Eyes and Deaf Ears To Feel with Sunburst Skin A Street Hustler Soap Seller on a Crossroad Junction Trying to eek out an Honest Living Cooking under the Midday Sun Watching the Godless Prosper Driving past in Foreign Cars decked out in Bespoke Suits With my only Rebuke Karma will be Hell to Pay