Unfortunately We Frown (My Secret Sin)
Don’t do often, But I want you to think of me smiling
Who but Hells cast wants to see me frowning
It may never come to be, but think of me smiling
I’m drowning and don’t I know how it’s sounding
Timely lifestyles consist of brutality and poverty
Closed caskets and heavenly sponsored robbery’s
Such a close call, how we escaped this insanity
All earthly things are but vanity
Everyday vision murky as hell
Sinners is prisoners in Gods cell, chirping for bail
Yet we fend for beauty, strength, and discretion
Bet this is only a partial confession
Take it as a hard lesson
It’s raining these precious earthly treasures
But we keep a pressing our loyalty in these textures
The weakest being the most wanting in wisdom
My every organ
Constantly pumping to keep life in this system
Given the game, Everyman should be quit
Severely stand and demand hypocrites
Speak so fiercely
Yet these angels could so easily pierce me
If we are made in his magnificence
Then how can we be of such little significance
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2007
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