Jan 2017
The innocent
By the sweat of
One's brow
Their likes aspire
To grow.
For them
Bread and water
Is all right
So far as their walk
Could face the glare of light!
The corrupt**
Bugs, they are not averse
To fattening
By the blood and tears of others!
By the sweat of
One's brow
Their likes aspire
To grow.
For them
Bread and water
Is all right
So far as their walk
Could face the glare of light!
The corrupt**
Bugs, they are not averse
To fattening
By the blood and tears of others!
That is how I see it
