Vanity Slaves
Observe; glance to see
Ow my word-this is so much of these slaves,
I hear they talk swag
Living to be trendy enough
Living to get the tag
Giving an impression of how they possess the truth
of vanity,
Nike's mark as a flag
Louis Vuitton's loafers has to bring justification,
From getting attention to forbidden respect
Attention
From the budget they reserve
To wild spending of honesty
Only to let the poor observe
Alteration
Nevertheless Mandela's tribulations had to be for
This young lady's Gucci
Empowered slaves
Jesus' Crisification is ironically given gratitude,
Like our lives are at wage-money
Brings some attitude
Like uprising & loving the mirror from any latitude
Unknowingly our grace we let darkness intrude,
We starve for spiritual truth,
Spiritual food
Ego surely is some messed up pursuit,
If the next generation will ever experience the
epitome of real humanity...
Let us feel free to fly.
If not,
Let us love one another not love the status of money
but of God in all sanity,
Even if its like insanity,
Let us not live only to die...
The vagueness behind your statute is just the worst
profanity,
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