May 23, 2024

No Morals

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dull motive belief, a stepping backward,

guilt released with brutal fists each of us

seek a deceptive purpose, being known

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for your work repeated endlessly, why does

one lower himself to be ridiculed by a lazy

purpose, a mouth easily sworn at before

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fists reek havoc on one innocent of turning

outward demanding a reason for ones short

temper waiting for the moon setting, a crescent

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shape with the moon present by the sun rays,

only catch a bright curve as the moon ends

his human ritual allowing all to see his means

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of escape, for the earth is dying and the dead

will not rise and those hanging onto material

things demand a bigger piece of the criminal

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lies, the actors that seek to destroy the ones

ability to sleep, replaying the screams and

the laughter, the yells of defeat and the hiding

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for that moment when you can run and give the

ordinary a look at those above the law for they

are the new gods of greed with no morals