Traveling With the Dust

Surrounded by snakes, Makes me feel disgraced As the words of iniquity pour out of their mouths It makes me want rage and shout For they know the things i have told them, And yet they take it serious not So in silence i shall abandon them For they make my blood boil deep and hot Men adorned in more jewelry and embellishment Than most women They mock their very nature .... A trend for the ending So alone i keep my eyes open and my tongue keen For they are the ones stuck in the in between My days there will pass like dust And soon there childish voices will hush Yes it's true, ive had enough