Rotten Crosses,
desecrated bodies
Raining blood;
sacrifice of fools
instant kill;
slaughter of sheep
Paint the roses red;
sabbatical psychotic
A bare bones
life
with nothing to do
and no one to do
it with
Work 5 days
a week,
a monotonous
daily routine
only to
home to the exact
same thing
This is what they call
being an adult;
being bored out of your mind,
Another day,
another fucking dollar;
deja vu,
repeat it all over again;
feeling like a slave,
buried in debt,
just an indentured servant,
working to live
just to eat some hollow food
and to occupy some dull space;
how great this all must sound
to live your life stuck in a loop
until you die forgetting everything
that you toiled over, becoming
one with the soil and recycled like human garbage,
reincarnated back into another petty existence
to do it all over again.
No one consist no one wants to listen. A dirty business where people abuse the supremacist of power and work as they make their self the master and you the slave. No care and no matters just a business that will leave lost and mark you saying your a lost cause as they feel that they are better then you. Dude really how rude you don't think your the definition of cruelty? Why do you keep moving me when you know my ethics because you don't see that I have a better method but the pressure you give cut me of the reality why are you mad at me but persist in scolding me when there is reason but you pretend not to believe and you will say "now be a good slave and finish this" this is craziness. Slave labor had not been aborted no longer but seen to got more stronger. I know a man that has die from this cause. But all I heard is crickets like everyone is a two time bigot. Please it figure it cause our mission is to die working. There no searching but just lurking on like prey and attack with full force verbal what an in certainty. This story blood like the slave as the Corporation laugh madly with their insignificant. A facility of pain. A member of enslave like Dave or rather sure I say another name. Seem like money controls us and we need it but to the point to turn on one another even a close sister or brother and it can get sick when it's even on your own mother. Wow tell me I didn't uncover it. American, a country that can't see our greed and happen to lead the blind most of the time but there is no shame there is no crime no justice is not blind but in other country they have to suffer to eat. A country grow careless because the unwareness of an act to be exactly. Please just relax and look back it and take a sec and ask your self if this is real there no need to judge. You be surprised to see that there is a reason it. You be surprised of the disclosure that you didn't think that was gotta be open. Business, a money making movement no longer about business itself but how green can you get and what's more next. Sex? No impress even if you flexed. Haha this world is such a mess but only to guess what is next. You might dress better but your still no different but the same from which you came. How can we establish a business when the wicked run granted. They statute like their prison I see no happy. Married to you money like it's forever lasting but that's the sad thing. Can't a business be fair then corrupt cause look it all the luck we been dealing with we don't really talk or work together for the better. Money and employee rates dropping low every year annually. Please tell me...... why can't this be fair.
I walk in and I get sucked in
Your presence
So strong
The pause in the room
Took too long
So
I take a breath and step right in
Towards ya
I move forward ta
Shake your hand
Wow, your grip
It feels nice
So enticin’
So entranced
It makes me wanna touch more of ya
I try to keep my composure
But I feel like I’m about to get close ta
Making a big fool out of myself
I need to get out of myself
I hope you can’t tell
How nervous I am
I look like crap
Too aware
I can't concentrate
We talk and I feel so not myself
I need to get outta here
I keep tellin myself
Today is not my day
Why of all days?
A guy like you gotta come in the room?
I can’t get enough of you
I wish I could get to know more of you