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Butch Decatoria May 2019
Sisters, brothers
Fathers, mothers
Friends and beloved other
Birds of a feather
No matter the weather
We are here together

We suffer the same
Each of us to blame
The shame of losing truth
Allowing “them” to continue
To set foot inside the gates,
Disguised as though good
Excuses as human as soot
Endangered lives too late
Worshippers of lustful hate.

What is it that motivates
Those of you mindless heartless lifeless
Devoid of love’s grace?
Where for are thou
Oh human kind, racing to
The burning lake
Take take take
Mine mine mine

Who ******* cares anyway?
Just another day we prey
And slay the precious thing called
Life…
No cheese in this maze
Just rats devouring one another
In a cage of do as the Bible says
No questions asked
When all play the end game
Evil sits in First class…

We all bleed in wait
Suffer the same, til the very last
Of the devil’s wake
Witness the time pass
Drained of humanity
Aghast!

The matters of family
As we run on empty
Silent at mass.
Brothers sisters fathers
Fracking strangers and jacked…

— The End —