Manifestation

Sunday, February 24, 2008 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments

The manifestation of a sickness called hate
Sweeps across this nation that holds no fate
A reference to independence is silenced by foes
Choking while smoking away, losing the ebb and flow
Systematically shuting down the life support machine
Gasping, grasping, fighting for life, death is a fiend
Scream young child, let your voice be heard
Saintly while fainting, this world is the victim of murder
Whip lash the splish splash, no games to be played
These bastards and whores just want to get laided
Teacher be not hasty, your students will not learn
No hunger for knowledge, no fire to burn
Quail this strom that destroys my faith
Wipe away this death and dismay, theres no time to waste
Words drip from the pages of ancient books
Whilst sin dangles enticing deals from sinister hooks
The contemplation of deeds undone
Loom over the heads of heros unsung
Folk tales enthrall naive young minds
Until those tales become real, and no happy ending is there to find.

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