Hard times
Put your life in perspective
Check out the specs
Never earned your respect
What else did I expect?

The destruction that you can't predict
Times that make us sick
No time
For cleaning up the "ick"
One quick clean
Every day of the week
Protect the meek
Sickness attacks them
Happens forevermore

Maybe there's something
In disguise
Blessings don't come cheap
Devilry is inexpensive
Easier to stab another
Then to comfort a brother

Good things
Seem bad at first
What if all good things
Come with their own curse?