Asphalt and Inheritance

 

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Why, why, why?

Is this time to be torn by the pattern woven by men?

Do lives creep silently to catch a breath just for a moment in a light that will never set upon them?

Hurling through concrete hoops to land on melted asphalt to be trapped by the creations they have made.

Can they complain?

Do they have a right?

They made it.

They were the forces that shoved it down the throats of others.

Helplessness has been rewarded with gloating over the fall of the mighty movers of all.

The meek and the earth,

They shall inherit.

But is the earth our home or heaven?

The meek of what shall inherit which?

 

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Eternal Flame of Hypocrisy

Eternal Flame of Hypocrisy

by: Ronovan

You think it’s okay to be a speaker

Talking like life is a way to tranquility

You sit in a bubble like a dying gold fishPM Images

Submerged in a self produced lake of . . . hypocrisy

 

You wallow in your own

You taste what you’ve created

Does it make you as ill as those you’ve fed

That’s right, I’m talking about all the garbage that you’ve said

 

You cheat and speak incomplete

You have people following desperate for knowledge

Hurt minded hearts who done flunked out of life college

Here it is, now I speak plain, when comes the end . . . you’ll be an eternal flame . . .  in Hell.

 

Just sayin’.

 

Peace and Love to the Lost

Ronovan

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