If I say that
I was born to speak the truth
You get shocked,
And
Staring at
Me the whole day.
I see daith
Of your fake faith.
If I put some lines down
You feel electrical shock.
So Shocking,
Very confused
And
No where to escape.
If I speak silent language
You still getting shocked,
Making noise
Here
And
There.
Why , why , why , why , why?
Remember,
It is a personal opinion.
The world has
Ears
To hear all of us.
If I keep quiet for a long time
You feel to die
And
Be buried
The same
Day.
Jesus Christ is the Truth
So let us all love the truth
And live the same truth.
I love you all,
Amen .
For decades you’ve used our bodies as your pincushion
Poking, prodding, cutting, and killing.
Forcing us to be your experimental subjects
Scraping, shocking, drugging, and drilling.
Locking us up in meager dwellings
Filthy, restrictive, desolate, and cramped.
Filling me with toxins, chemicals, and poisons
Upon my skin a brand is painfully stamped.
My skin burns as you cover me with makeup and creams.
My muscles ache with each electrical shock.
My brain no longer functions as it should
You’ve carelessly destroyed my biological clock.
You alter the very DNA that nature gave me
I was not created for misery and imminent death.
Are the answers to your scientific questions
Really worth taking my very last breath?
Stop using me as your puppet, pincushion, and servant
Treat me with kindness, compassion, and respect
With all the advances to technology these days
Surely you could find an alternative subject.
When I had a lovely dress but not like all
the rest,
Beauty inside is not lovedon the outside.
Hurt is like a electrical shock in the heart.
Running lonely from the start,
Is like moving waters to higher rocks,
One rock heart but not living, while eyes
red.
Like fire, and feet running away from me.
God's love find's me in the corner of
darkness,
Bearly feeling. The light covers me while
darkness surrounds me.
All my dreams come up close to scream,
you are lovely but not like me!!