Wow, enough
I'm fed up with the makeup
with the whole facade
Continuios lies they tell themselves
In an effort to look like they're in control
Trying to stand on sinking sand
without a fondation of truth
Believing to to be smarter or better
without an once of proof
It won't end until those
most effected stand
In hope in common sense they will enroll
Copyright © Milton Batchelor | Year Posted 2025
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