mothers provided homelessness to get a job and now walk the streets, terrorizing men what do we do
well you **** people so you can go shopping it is called shopping addiction and little boys and girls who you hate die in the receipts of your smile
you don't see, but we get abused by the freedom we have as you grow and multiply the fat gross arms come flying mouth flapping disgust in your eye shadow exhausting demons of news
desert mules trampling slaves
men fought this civil war, under many titles so the gold and silver and logos of banking would never touch our graves
and the beasts stampede, ugly and weak blind justices of empty delivery abandoned mirrors covered in shame
when it tries to grow up avoiding war crimes trials it never faces humanity, it remains it