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It is the winter of our discontent tumultuous times, when
pain and suffering are most prevalent. In the year of 2019
a nation once filled with hope and promise have betrayed
It's dreams. Our leaders have been vanquished replaced
with disgrace, cold unflinching  evil wearing a human
face.

It is the winter of our discontent when colors clash over
words of hate, false rhetoric is fed to the disinchanted
sweetened with promises unkept, while using racial hatred
as the bait. There is a cancer among us thats feasting upon
our fears, If we (America) continue to allow him to do so
our nation will be redused to cinders in a matter of years.
I have said this before and I will say it once more, the clock
Is ticking. where will you be when the bombs start to fall?

It is the winter of discontent, where no one is safe from
a twisted mind that would bring about war between the
races, the real truth hidden behind a wall of deceit,
slandering the Mexican, Latino Homosexuals and the
poor. All the while convincing  his sheep that there is
an ongoing boarder war, when the criminals who run
his empire he chooses to ignore. Our country Is under
siege from the Inside we can only save Our nation
with understanding and love no more will hatred be
our (America) legacy. In the words of the great man
Dr. Martin Luther King. from every mountain
top Let Freedom Ring.
At  the midnight hour a vacancy sign blares on
Insanity awaits as the forsaken are drawn, into
a nightmare of unrelenting dread. Behind the
walls of a structure that was built for the dead.

The corrupt who attempt to escape to this place
are no more than parasites living a life of disgrace
reality holds no bearing here, there is litte connection
to Gods plan. Like a plague unleashed upon the earth
it's sole purpose is the destruction of man.

So if you are on the run from justice with blood
on your hands my advise to you is this, stop
on by the Diablo Motel where you can
disappear into the abyss.
The day comes when we must all
pay for our transgressions.
The Beast Within by noronradss55

My heart bleeds for the innocent
that were slaughtered. And I find
little rest beneath a full moon light.

For there Is little doubt that the beast
will once again be unleashed on this
ominus night, devouring victim upon
victim who attempt to take flight.

This centuries old curse won't stay
locked inside, not strong enough
to battle It's will to survive.When
the full moon rises my body evolves
bringing the Monster completely alive.

With little memory of It's murderous
wrath, just a trail of blood and bodies
litter my path. My cowardly attemps
to end it all have taken two many lives
and now before the full moon rises the
Beast must fall.

Placing a pistol to my temple Silver
bullet locked in, can't pull the trigger
can't stop the Beast Within.
The Holidays are here, and although things are not
going very well around the country I still hold on
to hope and optimism for the comming year At
such a crucial time in our lives we must keep our
loved ones close to our hearts, treat one another
with kindness and cherish friendships that are o'
so dear.

Whether you are black,white rich or poor the
Christmas Holidays are about Love, not just what
we recieve It's also about how much of our hearts
we can give. If we just take this one day to stop
hating one another, because in all actuality no
matter what creed, religion or color in the Lords
eyes we are all his children and that means we
are all Brothers.

Happy Holidays, with love, Noronradss55

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