Gavel in hand
and eyes that cast shadows
on my face
Who are you?
The world is full of double standards
unforgiving
holding ever so tightly to
a false image of god
Hateful
Inhumane
Curse you robots accustomed to dogmatic belief
Your counterfiet
Half assed
Rehashed
Evolve already!
my mind trails....
down different paths
curse me
crucify me
I love to love
built to need another
to feel
to think for myself
to love being a women
and the power that comes with it
My conscience
clear
How's yours?
Guilted into life
Worshipping death
**** off the ones that disagree
metaphorically
and play your role "right"
In the big machine
I am more than rust or grease
a lever a pully a tool to please
and the day I die I'll rest with peace
knowing I operate differently
Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 9:49 AM UTC
Gavel in hand
and eyes that cast shadows
on my face
Who are you?
The world is full of double standards
unforgiving
holding ever so tightly to
a false image of god
Hateful
Inhumane
Curse you robots accustomed to dogmatic belief
Your counterfiet
Half assed
Rehashed
Evolve already!
my mind trails....
down different paths
curse me
crucify me
I love to love
built to need another
to feel
to think for myself
to love being a women
and the power that comes with it
My conscience
clear
How's yours?
Guilted into life
Worshipping death
**** off the ones that disagree
metaphorically
and play your role "right"
In the big machine
I am more than rust or grease
a lever a pully a tool to please
and the day I die I'll rest with peace
knowing I operate differently
A Rant.
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