The End of K-I-Smet
No person ever has less value than when they seek to exalt themselves at the
expense of another’s stature. You do not raise yourself by putting another down.
Do cabals and conspiracies exist? The fact so much is conjectured, and written
about this subject insures its veracity. What man can conceive man will try to
achieve.
When it is you’re vice…it is personal choice.
WE ARE GENERALLY SO LOST IN WHAT WE DO; WE CONFUSE IT WITH WHAT WE
ARE, AND FAIL TO SEE WHAT WE CAN BE.
IT SHOULD NEVER BE THE VEHICLE WHICH HAS STATUS…IT SHOULD BE THE DRIVER.
He is “the man”, he has a plan, don’t interfere, the road is clear. Follow the way and
watch what you say…experience the glory of the promised day.
Those who profit they do not die, they cover their greed with another lie.
Wealth, power, and possessions, these and only these are the fuel of war.
War is not about right or wrong. Rather it is about good and evil. No that is wrong,
it is only about evil.
A GOVERNMENT WITH A PERCENTAGE OF ITS POPULATION DISENFRANCHISED…HAS
NO RIGHT TELLING OTHERS HOW THEY SHOULD RULE.
Never quit, for when you quit you are dead, still walking around maybe, however
still dead.
Tomorrow is not ours it belongs to others, cherish today like jealous lovers.
Your word so complex, powerful, defining, for when you give your word you give
your verbal representation of who you claim to be…if your word is no good…you are
no good.
You cannot nurture your Mother the Earth. What a surprise your children you hurt.
Other people why bother to try…the bottom line it’s all about I.
I can tint my hair and tuck my face. Deny the time I joined the human race. I can
even adopt a youthful pace, why not hide that I am a glutton just use a little artful
lipo suction. Oh but surely as I come face the fire; I cannot escape because I’m a liar.
My God is the God of love, peace, and values of the highest order, and I will kill you
to make you believe it…because I love you.
They say he came and lifted our terrible load. Then he opened the gates to a
glorious road. Well I’ll give him this he sure weren’t lazy; however to do that for
man…he must have been crazy.
Copyright © Gregory Cox | Year Posted 2011
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