Friday, March 6, 2015

Transit Poetry: Decaying Destiny

Every trembling day,


     Sleep awakens the dawning inspiration of nightmares; in reality, Maleficent wishes of greedy dreams and the inhumanity they're blessed by, Culprits avoiding blood they're libel unto eternity for; Injustice, Seeper of our joy, Laying in-expandable waste to the paper broken hope stool if our hearts, Why should we wake from the deniability we call the lie of bliss: Ignorance...?

     Every G-d of all karma born child is destined to be ruled of fate, Slavery is rife in a sandcastling world to Which we owe every white death tunnel bedside regret.

In lieu of our participation in,
Encourage each other 
Via smiling
Earnestly

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