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Jan 2017
Further down the wishing well
The pale horses descend
The wheel of time is turning
As we're thirsting for the end

Faith's accursed plagues have reaped
The Eden fruits with drought
Apocalyptic famine's war
Yet spill no drop of doubt

The only change is rising seas
That flood the streets in vice
Treading in the melting ***
As cook's increase the price

The cost of life almost as high
As crossing Heaven's border
For the heathens' health and home
We offer you no quarter

Here lion rules devour  
All the naive little lambs
And prayers will fill the bellies of
The beggar's hungry hands

Now fear and hatred subjugate
The mass consumption slaves
Buying that salvation lies
Somewhere beyond the graves

Locked inside such walls we jail
Convictions in a cell
Of mind incarceration
With a death sentence to hell

In anthems of hypocrisy
To not take part is treason
Yet burning cross injustices
Need only pious reason

To deny the evidence  
That helps us to evolve
From silly monkey problems
Flinging **** can not resolve

Unless this nation under God
Pledges loyalty
To the truths it has forsaken
We can not be free
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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