Living life with a smile as the world cyclones around me in a shit storm of penalties, sin, and ignorance.
Why is it I love and others die….
When I think that I'm ready.
What's your plan?
Do you really want to keep me alive to torture me?
Even though my heart pumps you waste your time torturing the dead the damned and the broken….
Save it my heart has spoken…
Save it for someone who has not yet awakened to the horror filled reality that walks these streets.
I walk these streets…
I don't need a billboard to see the sadness reflecting in the wishing pool begging for mercy with the flip of a penny.
I don't need the news to tell me that millions pray at the bed side of sleeping children crying for the light that shines through the eyes of those too young to know the truth.
The nightmares are real…
Time passing by too slowly to notice the embers cooling to ash…
And another innocent becomes aware of the world…
Our children will grow into the walking dead.
Corpses with hard hats and leather brief cases…
Corpses wearing Prada and Gucci sun glasses sipping tasteless drinks by polluted waters breathing in the death that pours from smoke stacks, aerosol cans, and cars that drive in meaningless directions.
Sad… but I smile.
Call me a liar and be called one for your trouble…
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