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Lion

You were looking for another way out of all of this, without the degrading head dropped to your chest, you are afraid to look them in the eyes I guess guilt is like old bones. I watch the nature channel and listen about prey who are born afraid they come out of the womb alert some are even eating alive the same day. Thankfully you are an atheist fool who marvels at his own hands Then some days you are so spiritual some days you are neither We are just proud you didn't come into the world afraid We can live with that, because what they do to you they do to me And since you are so high strong on your own hands Please have something to show for it You little part time atheist If you so bent on hell fire have some fun before you do. But what if we are already in hell in the palm of the enemy, so afraid to acknowledge who will really destroy the world We look out in the jungle for someone to blame You ask me to follow a man who gathers sheep and watch the eyes in darkness of night Come for us like predators do. Forgive me for my thoughts We hang from the sun to give the illusion we are strong, and we are, but the sheep that follows us brings out the hungry wild And humanity is in me to much to be eaten alive.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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