those with
diseased branches
will always
be rooted out.

by an unrelenting,
path
paving
tornadic spout.

truth creates
a destructive
vortex to
one's true
colors.

on the wind's
of shadows
blow the
counterfeit
dollars.

tend not
to the
circus of
charade.

never fall
prey to a
costume of
masquerade.

dark
cloudy lies
this tornado
may rain.

an umbrella
of sage will
save you
the pain.

keep the
streets clean
of your own
ignorant
blood stain.