Vanities gone crazy humans of the rails
So many thinking they steer their fate
Endless living according to mans book
Closed minds with locked doors too late

Saving themselves because of holy lies
The reality of  any perfection  not known
To one day be bitter blame all for same
Deaf to all even every wind re love blown

So many forms of foolishness and living dead
They cannot except stupidity must be fed
Only to look back on life with regret and dred
Knowing soon they'll lay in a headstoned bed

So many different forms of foolishness live
We only ever get back what in life we do
Like buying a new car locking it in a shed
It very soon ages not worth one rusty *****

So many out there would die to be them
While so many forms of foolishness dream
To eventually realize their closed minds
Have missed all running water in lifes stream

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terrence michael sutton  
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