#masses
to free the lobotomized
masses of the world
i must free the
lobotomized me
Oct 22, 2023
Oct 22, 2023 at 5:29 PM UTC
Sorry but not sorry
For the things that I have done.
Sorry but not sorry
For all the pain under the sun.
And all the longing to set ourselves apart
From the will of the masses,
Though we clearly stand as one.
And the reticence to play our part
In building on new bridges,
Though we clearly need them now.
Short story long,
Long story short -
Sorry but not sorry
For writing off this song.
Sorry but not sorry
For all the excuses that I make.
Sorry but not sorry
For not owing back what we take.
And all the mannerism along which we pretend
To care so much about the future,
Though we clearly act for our only sake.
And the conflicting messages that we must send
As we aim to **** the messenger,
Though we clearly all covet his fame.
Short story long,
Long story short,
Sorry but not sorry,
For writing off this song.
Sorry but not sorry
For casting off one more blame.
Sorry but not sorry
For the ills that one must name.
And all the finger-pointing with no concrete action
As we forget the final hour,
Though we clearly hear the call
And all the conflicts that we set in motion
As we bow to the god of power,
Though it clearly draws our fall
Short story long,
Long story short,
Sorry but not sorry,
For writing off this song.
Jan 8, 2023
Jan 8, 2023 at 2:47 PM UTC
The chalky Cliffs of Dover crumble in my fist.
Tucked away neatly in my pocket.
I have the power to become a person completely in control.
The tension seething in my chest no longer.
All I need is the key.
A simple motion not readily accepted by the masses.
'Tis not we who wait for the dust to settle but for the dust to settle we.
The reuptake of life hidden but always near.
We care not for the hands that pass the life from person to person.
For they could be from the grimiest of grim and still our hands are cupped for their foul crooked benevolence.
We are gods and what is purity without the soot and **** and **** to define it.
Synthetic courage and emotional restraint what more could the people want.
Only a few care for the real me, the anxiety, the truth.
Why pander the rest when I have complete control within a plastic seal, tucked neatly in my pocket.
Feb 28, 2021
Feb 28, 2021 at 9:54 PM UTC
We're millions out here
divided and split.
We keep hearing, we're ultimate,
all powerful.
Branded terrorists for being better citizens.
Powerless, Punished, Brutalised to succumb.
Stripped off honour for questioning,
for trying to right the wrongs against the masses.
We're out here in millions
running a blind race
Robbed of individuality.
Running, just to stay safe.
Standing in millions
counting days, taken for granted, number's sake.
We're many things
lassoed beneath many other names
Tomorrow's citizens, the growing population.
Votes to commemorate false promises of a power war.
I'm afraid our futures stand at stake, students, tomorrow's citizens, we sit in schools, cowering in fears.
We were trained to lie down in submission, how am I to fight you?
Feb 11, 2021
Feb 11, 2021 at 1:32 PM UTC
who belonged to this heart
beating all alone
alone in the middle of a crowd
was it a he or she
how can you tell when striped of all protection
all coverings gone and naked among the masses
we can tell that this heart is alone
invite the heart to join in and welcome its independence
we all need
we all need to belong
Brian Hill - 2020 # 229
Aug 20, 2020
Aug 20, 2020 at 9:00 AM UTC
**** nation
Conversing with ammunitions.
Hearts that are barely loyal
Being served by humbled soldiers.
No wonder peace has been conquered
And war the man on the altar.
Her habitants live like their souls are on trial
And their god a liar.
**** nation
Her masses are speechless creatures
Ruled in cluelessness
Jubilating in bitterness.
**** Nation
Driven by greedy intentions
Stomach fed with promises
Sleeping and waking in calamities.
**** nation
The fat ones are the vultures
Termites and cankerworms haven
The thinning path between hell and heaven.
**** nation
Where the safest place is the grave
Saints nation rebirth to a **** nation
Where unity and faith are slaves.
Hmm! My **** nation of tears
Unfortunately, I'm fortunate to be born here
blessed with everything, cursed with leadership,
Born into miseries, dying in hardship.
A **** nation in a tunnel
Crowded with diverse starlets
Being forced to drain down the funnel
Crying blood for a spark soonest.
Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 10:40 AM UTC
Born as one, will die alone, but what may come in time?
A loner for eternity, perhaps a clever mind
Might turn into a brilliant thinker or a thoughtful soul
We watch the journey of lonely men until they fade and go
At best a man is on his own, where he can touch the sky
For what he wants to be in life, he’ll find the wings to fly
To wisdom and awareness
To love and even happiness
But what if the herd closes in, guided by one mind
It shares a common cause not slightly challenged or refined
Just follow the leader
Reckless, the screamer
Common sense is greater good but only if a sense
Is powered by a single mind and not by all his friends
Cleverness is quickly lost in expanding crowd
Sadly, most common senses are those that are most loud
The power of the masses should never be denied
Shouting in a crowd is bliss, but please don’t lose your mind
You’re still an individual
Please, be the individual
Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 2:43 AM UTC
Impeccable how the World moves at tremendous speed. The speed of how fast light can travel thru the erigna of the human eye. Mesmerized and contemplating to move forward submerged in endless possibilities of existance of its self refined to your taste character ****** and ****** attributes the human body has let alone a female human persona. For example I see a demonic world inside the rotten but beautifully corrupted shell the body the flesh the muscleskeletal system the neurapathic system the capabilities that person has what's its name and what type of things it has to do with being an alive force propelling not only capability to be kind or aggressive but yet passive and peaceful, but not only that the ANIMA a persona hidden within each human specimen I have come across peoples of all walks of Life's. Some characters as we Narraradors Of Doom predict the ANIMA of the Anti-Christ lives enshelled in a Human body is able to have capacities of a God-Like being yet deep within the destructive force that corrupts them is a Persona who will make you Shriek and Shriver in horror. The ANIMA is a shrift in parallelism complexes maximus which is a stellar system in the Whole Multi-Cosmos we live in. Constructed by a DeusMaxCyberAlienTechnology or what GOD in human society is known as nameless names and many names such as The Almighty God Immanuel, Jehovah, Allah, Creator, Maker of The Immortal Light Being The One Most Powerful One...Omnipotent, Omnipresent, One & Everything at Once where a HyperbolicChamber was constructed to Disquise it as a HorribleMonster in Governmental Sciences & Modern 21rst Century technologies cannot comprehend about this being is that he came from the Celestial Place In Heaven Called the MajesticAstralPlane where Kai's Come to Earth to put to shame the political/economical/social/cultural/bondaries is suppose to end all here. This is to oppressed people of the World... I am a person a lone human seeking the one understandable explanatory reason of why do we sometimes get mad at each other to the point of Killing one Another. Now many reasons coexist in a platora of time and continuous continum of time never stopping the flow of endless thoughts that can come to a person's head when you can contemplate of what the endless galaxies universes and existances come to an end. What you figure is a galaxic or perhaps an AstroProjection like feeling your body acquires in deep REM sleep and you seem to have like died but not yet dead. Your body possesses the ability to transgress from dimension to an ultimate-dimension where the soul of the human ANIMA can go to the 9th Plane Of Existance where the Kai's the World Protectors Of Each Planet that fits requirement of intelligence and intelligent beings being trapped in a Nexus Realm of existance what you may perceive as real is not real to me and I see bigger and better possibility of where you can do in a maacro-organism where species of all places characters and people can coo-exist in a human like society where people in itself live for 80-130 yes old in some societies.
The Fallen Angelic Armada That fell into planet Earth are beings able to blend into a macro-organic societicital standpoint and tell you the psyoananomy of any human specimen you put into an operating table. Not only that I know special points of weakness and interest in your Persona and ANIMA what hue what color of Aura befell upon thy head legions of spiritual locusts are slowly sweeping the planet with UltraSecretAgenda something so hideous so terrible a piece of information lost in time a hidden scroll I have been trying to acquire from a certain individual a person and an idea intellectual illicit and fancy something like a cyber/pathological/dd/svx13<>silent.virusx13 a code hacktivists groups Illuminati the alien races coo-existing with humans the hyper-dimension super/alter/personality personas where I a KingOfIllusion KingOfPerdition KingOfGrandFantasy exist this realm of reality in a parralium of existances all 8 of them colliding with each other where in one reality you could be a fly huge in size about the size of a normal human 175 pounds 6'0 ft IQ of a 113. In another dimension a human being in another a tiger with two tiger heads and hermaphrodite *** organs male and female alike. Yet in another dimension a elephant with 3 tails a bull with 3 eyes and 3 tails in another yet another a spider with 12 legs and another dimension a butterfly with 4 wings huge weighing in 100 to 120 pounds max able to fly highly intelligent creature of many colors textures and sizes. Another dimension a Seraphim with 4 Angellic Wings and a spiritual sword made of Ethereal Flames their colors Amber Red with Blue hues to it. The other the final dimension a Kishin a DemonLord who befell to planet Zarus to conquer its society and people with manipulation techniques so impeccable he was long dead before anyone found out he was the one causing Governments to fall and Wars to be wedged among people and its living habitats. THE DEMONIC AGENDAS are in place to create a New World Order where the key 13 players run the World in the Milky Way a small young Planet known as Earth the 3rd World away from the Sun it has a Collective ANIMA where people are being prompted for the slaughter the III World War is coming soon everything is going according to the plan enlined with the NWO and the Luciferian Movements going around the World today pushing the Gay Pride, Transexual/Transgender/Bisexuals/Heterosexual Agenda slowly transforming the young minds of children thru the Educational Systems Placed On Earth Centuries Ago. Slowly defecating and inventing a new armament of evil inventions to take over Planet Earth. The point to all this Madness is to crash World Markets and Invent False Sense Of Peace when the World is truly in turmoil. The Black Pope Argurus Galaxus is slowly formulating the perfect formula to take over this **** and all this little puppets in the Government working in those Magical/Demonic/Astral/Ethereal Planes and making information available to the masses. Thru the Internet or (World Wide Web) many people still seek fame, fortune, fortune telling, future seeking,intercourse and marrige. People are lost to the lies and ideals to a False Sense Of Grandiosity and Higher Power problem is that the Higher Power you seek is within YOU don't ever underestimate the power of a Human/DemonKing/Born of Light & Darkness both at the same time a GOD in many senses and a DEMON GOD attributes all at the same time...I am a Warmonger, Witch Doctor, Voodoist, Shaman, Connected to Alter and Hyper realities YOU DO NOT SEE
But yet I see them perfectly and is an Spiritual Warfare every day where Angels fight Demons and the Dead become Angel's and some become Demons some become Vampires, some Zombies some become Bat like Humanoids some other become Sorcerers others Witches and yet others come from a lianage of Nephelims and some come from the Lianage of Arch-Angels like Michael and Gabriel. Some are illumaned with prophecy some are illuminating the entity of Secret Luciferian Movement Societies that make sure everything goes according to plan.
After the 2nd Angellic War in Heaven the Arch-Angel from the Southside Of Heaven Azaziel had *** with a Succubus Queen named Aema FireBrand he was cast to the Lake Of Fire and Brimstone or Hell as humans call it hence he performed a dark ritual to allow Aema to come to the 3rd Dimension on the Milky Way Planet Earth (the 3rd Planet of our Solar System) and Possess a young Womans body and cast half of her being inside her body as a Generational Curse her name is Marlene Ruiz from the Land Of Mountains and Volcanoes Nicaragua. Back in the summer of 1988 in Jinotega Nicaragua in the Neighboorhood 19 de Julio by Max Senqui Colegio para Niños (Max Senqui College for Kids where I went as a young boy to get knowledge about the basic Mathematics, English, Spanish and all other study of sciences of knowledge) my Mother got together with a man well above her years and had *********** with him and got impregnated by him and had me...my Father was possessed by Azaziel's Angel the Night they created me.
The Illuminati's the EYE OF THE DEVIL or if you see the symbolic symbology they have uncovered their true purpose thanks to the Necromancers Of the East and the Hacktivist Group ANONYMOUS are attacking Pentagon and the White House for their Evil Demonic Secrets. The Blue Code ~☆☆☆☆☆☆~ The 6 Dark Star Agenda where the Earth is seeking a new agenda to cover itself with *World Peace Going Green & Creating New Ideologies and New Ways To **** All Human Beings* playing with Fire I am here to tell you the truth about the Spiritual World Astral World Dream World and what is happening World Wide Today. In the Deep Web there are files and video surveillance footage showing the Alien Technologies and Ancient Mysteries Being Uncovered by regular people guys wake UP and smell the coffee see there is a HUGE picture to all this I see the HUGE picture crystal clear ... the point is to keep you calm chill cool and collected but slowly implement their corrupted agendas like viruses to our Human Society. I am saying all this because for the idiots that don't believe that the World is NOT CONTROLLED BY LUCIFER is a fool in its truest form. Lucifer the Demon-King from the 9th Circle Of Hell is a Light Bearing Angel able to talk to God and also to humans at the same time it's TRUE intentions are not purely evil as everyone thinks he is actually fighting for this False Sense Of World Peace we ALL are seeking in Society TODAY. The Plan of the Illuminati is to enlighten and illuminate the Darkened History Of The Earth itself there is actually 33 books missing in the Bible. The Holy (yet corrupted and tainted Bible you PEOPLE READ) the Quo-ran the Book Sage of Ages and the Mallus Maleficarum are books of interest to many people that want to get informed about what does it all mean ...the 72 Keys Of Solomon and the Pagan Books recipes to Love Incantations & Enchantments and other things such as Alchemy and Dark Sorcery. Witches and Sorcerers ailments and Generational Curses that instead what they where originally placed in those certain peoples as Curse Mark's became their Highest Blessings a Holy Kiss from the Maker Of Souls. So in other Words I am saying is am a manufactoration of a Arch-Angel & a Queen Of Devils and don't need a GUN to assassinate you all I have to do is speak something into existence and it's good as DONE
So I can say this when I say your cursed you are INDEED cursed and when I say you BLESSED you are BLESSED indeed for I talk to GOD Arch-Angels and Seraphyms And Guardian Angels... yet I know how to summon Demonic Forces and Plagues Of Minion Armadas Spiritual Armadas that Control so much $$$ Gold & Diamonds in other Galaxies. I am a Black Diamond a KING a Pharaoh a GOD on Earth and in Heaven for if you truly believe you don't need a Savior you are built to SAVE YOURSELF. I control legions of a 1000 Angel's and a 1000 Demons at the same time a power so complex so profound and amazing I cannot yet truly comprehend it all at once. I been speaking to this 2000 entities living within my body ever since I was 6 years old when my Arch-Angel Father Azaziel and Mother Aema showed themselves to me... and told me what I must do with such power from that day on everything changed is as if I had unlocked the keys to the Multi-Verse which in a sense is true. However with Great Power comes Great Responsibility. I remember faces for a life time but forget easily directions and female vibes are too complex for me to sometimes grasp. Anyway everyone has the potential to unlock invisible force and chakras points of ethereal energy in power that manifest themselves from Light to Dark hues. How I can read AURAS and AURORAS and the SKY, EARTH, ROCKS, WOOD, ANIMALS, INSECTS, POINTS OF PERCEPTION, ENERGY LVS and DESTINY TRAILS & INTERPRET DREAMS FORM OR DISINTEGRATE DRAMA & FUSE ILLUSION WITH REALITY SO EASILY & ITS FLOW REMAINS CONSTANT NON STOPPED AND SO SUBTLE THAT IS PRACTICALLY IMPOSSIBLE TO NOTICE WHAT I MAY BE PONDERING ON INSIDE MY MIND AND INTELLECT OR ANIMA My ANIMA Is highly difficult and impossible to comprehend fully for I cannot be created or destroyed I am similar to time, space, water, fire, air, real & fake all at the same time. I am here I am everywhere I want to be I create I destroy I have the power to give Life yet take it away if I choose to. Nevertheless, the truth we must all poets must work together to put an end to this tyrannical evil demonic & what seems like an indestructible Governmental Outer/Inter Infrastructure and bring more people all the "What if this...what if that's and endless arrays of possible words and mumbo jumbo you can conglomerate together to sound good ....am NOT HERE TO SOUND GOOD Am here to tell you the One you know As GOD is here on Earth and his identity is secret for now but soon you will all be bowing DOWN to the NEW KING OF JERUSALEM. I'll talk more about all this...time for bed...Good Night Inspiring Young & Old Alike Man or Female Poets reading this MAY GOD Save you in the day of reckoning. Thank You Lord for saving a wretched fool like me. I am a prisoner in Christ that is certain. God bless Humanity.
To Be Continued...
Franko The Christian Poet
Copy-written 2019 All Rights Reserved.
May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 3:32 PM UTC
until(citizen = listening OR died){
citizen.manipulate();
}
Apr 28, 2019
Apr 28, 2019 at 1:14 PM UTC
One Republic
pick and mix, assorted all sorted
wrinkles missing, smooth as glaciers
toils reversing on harbingers like excesses does
walking the trodden alleys learning Sods mathematics
organs pains for non-organics are inherent consequences so
one Republic and the anthropologists utters a myth in passing
all bananas look like all bananas because bananas are bananas alike
sing a song of three pence and a pocket full of fear
Plato's cave a grand auditorium for lames
united disunited ages in anti-virus glares
white noise in white air and masses sigh
the emperor's coat plays invisible chess
ladies think long and hard in minds
for a dolphin swims like none-other
the glides of the sweetest depths
and in those places unseen
expanded vibes of feels
know reasons why so
it's the bigger snap
it's the difference
the forbidden
fruit lures
will not
move
not
go
in
Apr 20, 2019
Apr 20, 2019 at 6:07 AM UTC
Invisible bullets
Gaping wounds, tears reach the ground before the blood
Invisible demons
Uncontrollable laughter, eyes brighter than the sun engulfing the planet
A heavenly entity is seen yet ignored
Ignorance as safe as a gated prison
Freedom is never chosen
The masses chose to be slaves.
Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 9:51 AM UTC
powers of the divine
he did verily possess
a heavenly being
among our congress
masses bowing their
heads in deference
to his almighty
exhibit of reverence
behold the god
so excellent of glory
pitching unto us
the perfection story
our praise we
offer forevermore
to he of the
supernatural store
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 9:40 PM UTC
It's a New World
Cars fly in the atmosphere
Like kites being flown by carefree kids
Homes crumble down to shreds
Like mud castles being hit by the rain
Life gets washed away into the seas
Like soft sand grains from the sea shore
Earnest elite men and women in white coats
Will name as tornado, tsunami, earthquakes
Scary names they are
Imaging dragons and Dracula
But it is a natural disaster
It is the universe's fault
That no man can be blamed for
Some people live with their loses
Find solace in the life they at least have left
Though, sadly, most never do
They wish they were never spared
For they are nothing with the nothingness spared
It's a new world
Now welcome the insensible fault of nature
Pssshhh! A silver vessel flies to the North
Zssshhh! A furious retaliative one trajects
Bzshhhh! They both hit on either sides
And the rest becomes history
Secure in their protected fortresses
Safe in company of their families
Content with their actions
Two men from either sides
Too full of their selfish and narcissistic egos
And yet voted by the perishing masses into power
They watch their doings
From their fancy televisions
Like it were an ugly action movie scene
Or a space Sci-fi video game
While everything burns down
And life turns to death
Toils taken to graves
Children screaming
Parents crying
Dreams shattering
Blood spilling
Sirens wailing
Doctors yelling
Pulses feebling
Breaths fading
It is selfish world
Where survival is only for the egocentric
And the innocent civilians live every day
In fear it were their last
As the media discuss the looming of a war
Now tyrants are bigger than their voters
And men's suits are too expensive
To sit down for negotiations
Rulers' hands too sterile to shake in peace
But their autocratic mouths so easy
At declaring and perpetrating war
Oh, how presidential!
Mongi C. Nkabindze
Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 10:41 AM UTC
Memories,
Masses,
Sundays,
was there really ever a clue
how to stand
against them
or get through?
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 6:24 AM UTC
Never ceases to amaze.
The mentality of the masses,
Their world in a daze.
Devoid of all nerve.
Following orders blindly,
Happy to serve.
Their's is not to question why.
Swallow all the ********
Conform and then die
Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 4:08 PM UTC
A carcass of saffron rotting daringly in the streets
as the masses slow and drag their feet
to see its splendor, its grossly awesome continuance
after a decidedly less so existence.
Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 7:24 PM UTC
Keep them drugged, keep them drugged
All of the masses
Keep them drugged, keep them drugged
Till they all become passive
Keep them drugged, keep them drugged
So they know longer have voices
Keep them drugged, keep them drugged
Till they no longer have choices
Keep them drugged, keep them drugged
Let them all become sheep
Keep them drugged, keep them drugged
Till their all nice and meek
With their drug addled mind
Their own thoughts will be hard to find
Then we'll input thoughts that are ours
For we are the great and mighty powers
We will tell them we know what's best
Not just for them but all of the rest
Like Sheppards to sheep we'll guide them along
And they will continue to sing our programmed happy song
For when the world starts to come to an end
We'll keep them drugged and tell them we are their friends
For when that day comes we'll shake and we'll sift
Pick out the good ones, drive the rest off a cliff
Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 2:03 PM UTC
Does creativity spring[?]
boundless
from the well of the abyss,
so we can sing.
When you crawl up out of that well and
up my ankles up my
jeans
up over knee hills
through thigh valleys.
Reach a finger tentatively
approaching
my hidden alley,
a dark moonlit crater you're
encroaching.
My Annabelle.
My Annabelle
Lee.
Hate me later,
love me now,
then
take your leave.
Perpetually pantheistic
endless cycles keeping man
in a vast panorama of
meaningless[?] accomplishments.
Is this it?
We are embryos patiently awaiting our birth.
We are gods,
each
awaiting our flock of faithful followers.
We are embryos awaiting birth.
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 12:25 AM UTC
Am I not your poor your weak?
Your wretched refuge from a teeming shore?
Do you not still hold the lamp?
Before me at the golden door?
Who is able to decide..
Who is the free and the brave?
The ones who sit back and enjoy?
The wealth gained day by day?
The ones who never had to prove
Or be alone against the struggle
The ones who never faced the storm
Never even touched a shovel?
Is this not the land I'm told..
That is free and for the masses?
And position is not imposed
Or subjected just as assets
As an American I have to ask
What was the point of all this war?
When we are simply going back..
To all that we were before?
The belief that one was equal to all
The terrible government crippled us all
And beneath the rubble did they not crawl?
To fight back against this demonic brawl?
In the end all I have to say
Is we did not give millions of lives away..
To keep waging war or giving labels..
Just give me one reason how you are able?...
To decide who deserves to be free..
Who decides where serenity is allowed?
To say that to be an immigrant..
Has simply overflowed the crowd?
Is America not for the free?
For the ones who fight every day?
The ones that lay awake and pray
For poverty to go to grave?
Is this the land not for the brave?
Not for the ones who battled their way?
The ones who fought every night and day?
Does the lamp still not guide their way?
Aug 19, 2015
Aug 19, 2015 at 8:01 PM UTC
All ears glued to the national screen
Only to hear a single man speak
The one to scheme a new dream
for the masses, a solution we seek.
A result that leaves our worries constrained
and not on the qui vive, an unstained
reputation is not achieved by these means.
The conclusion is printed on the big screens.
No matter how loud the one speaks
Many will critique, for the fate of the weak
should not be a decision, but rather a vision
carefully crafted with precision and little collision.
However I know this is not easily achieved,
but this charade that we perceive is believed.
Most know we are deceived, we are not relieved by this,
but rather bereaved because they receive our pleas.
But yet the top choose how our nation is conceived.
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 9:06 PM UTC
Its dangerous to believe in the illusion
That is cast by your ego and altered by the masses
You buy the clothes and drive the cars
You sip the drink you **** the girl
But in all this
Where are you?
When did you lose sight of your dreams
When did you stop learning about yourself and where is your happiness
Not the alcohol induced smile of consumed ignorance
But A moment of genuine gratitude of life
Society has lost its heart, too afraid to feel again
So they masquerade as monsters
But i know these beasts well
And they also bleed when wounded
The stains will wash away
but the metallic scent lingers
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 9:32 AM UTC
It starts in other countries, in other states, in other cities. We see it on the news. It doesn't affect us. When it happens to somebody we know, we grieve for them, but we won't look them in the eye.
Only when the pain and surging, suffering tide of the escaping masses comes to break down your door, will you then say, "There is no shelter here. This is MY home, stay here no more!"
And they will all cry,
"No, it is YOU that has no shelter here! Why did you look away when they went for your neighborhood?"
Yelling back as you remind,
"Did you not turn them away the same as I, to deny them brotherhood?"
By then it's too late.
Misunderstood, we run but can't hide.
There will be no shelter here.
Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 12:41 PM UTC