Standing at the blurred,
No faithful to hopeless finger lifted in attention; Edge of apocalypse tomorrow, Where the reset of karma's soul caste poverty reincarnation system is blessed by every mythical god's well bloody crimson oil stained red right single digit raised fist!
The time for equality on our sandcastle hell avarice swollen earth, is at hand...
In lieu of our participation in,
Falling in prejudicial judgement reverse
Friday, August 8, 2014
The Little Things: Edge of Equality
Posted by The Villain at 12:00 AM
Labels: Algorithymns , Algorithymns Poetry , Juton , Mental Health , Micropoetry , Poetry , Social Stigma , Spoken Word , Spoken Word University , Villain of Truth , Villainoftruth , Villainous Times
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