They that change to hurt one’s desire,
They that enforce the law and the order,
They that direct, by more than one language,
Are they the ones who’ll end up being in hell, like guinea pigs?
Anger and fully inflamed emotions don’t disappear,
They continue each every single day, to grow the hatred against the others,
Disappointment is a momentous occasions with each minute,
Then verbal disagreance appears. They want to exploit your mistake!
To them, you put on a brilliant show of appreciation,
Daily, ‘thanks’ and ‘thankyou’s’ are only said by you.
When you turn around, the whispers are silent,’
And then while you are looking ahead, there are increases in voices sounds.
They’ll storm down through your pathways,
They’ll come running down with whips, touching your back.
They’ll threaten you in all ways, but one:
The one you are self-forced, in to do.
Mother’s nature and god’s mankind, is out there somewhere,
Trying not to commit all of ‘The T en Commandments’,
Trying to lesson the individual human’s pressures from outsiders,
Making life so easy to enter heaven, without any hell.
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