Chained
Hanged
To crow's surrounding me to muck river strange....
Tall,
Thin ones,
Strange ones,
Gangs, punks of slum,
Wherein skylight meeteth dusted brilliant haze!!!!!
Fluorescent laughs all passeth to fail,
Leaders bewilder
As none nutrition gets me!!!!!
Quick for skin to only turn pale............
Yellowing eyes,
Tender to their touch
Paintings of spirit's
Underground
Bought with a price...
Yet not for very much.......................
Apple trees cometh and goeth,
This earth hast darkened for me.
None more mid day fun in salted snow
Boats ride by cautiously
Honestly their engines gore of thunder to flame.......
Life vests of survivor's
To daughter's of slaughter
Scorched to catfish slimed stains!!!!!!
Orange sky's,
A smooth ride to all those who climb aboard!!!!!
Waiting to be taken high
And heavenly in the clouds
I shalt meet the lord!!!!!