Roll in Sin
Roll In Sin
Rulers are just straight measuring sticks
Buddy clubs and straight jackets
Ladders behaving like flowers
Black rose bush learing over the pastel shined Tulips grown
A different life green and blue
People can represent and stay true
In a suit
What is common with people that don't have the loot
What did I learn
What did I throw away
Feel value
In the works
A peckish primal poverty
Needed to outlast Trump
More than guns at the border
Respect
I impost them
The 5a.m bunny rabbit has no clue
To the price of food
Who am I praying to
Don't I need to know what it means before I try to pray
Copyright © Greg Slode Smith | Year Posted 2025
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