Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Rigamarole

Starting a war to stop the violence
Is like yelling for silence.
It doesn't matter the country or the name of the pilot.
The religion is pirated by hatred not the truth.
The conclusions are concluded without enough proof.
So don't stoop to the levels of devils and Dante,
On the scales of epic tales we're going the wrong way.
Good googly moogly we're wiggling through riddles,
While they dance on the roof playing us like fiddles.
Guess too many people were off that day like Farris.
Somebody in crisis control must be embarrassed.
Feeling panic but can't stand like two towers.
Both of them fell in less than two hours.
Two flowers with pesticide, pests can die and synthesize
The light into energy, as long as it blinds their eyes.
Now I see how it is.
Destroy the parents and brain wash all the kids
Into soldiers, their shoulders holster for world orders,
While the rest die or get paralyzingly disorders.
Take the melting pot off the lid.
Watch the kettle boil over spilling out the pigs.
But the pins are still filled with innocent kids
With plans of planting foliage trying to make it big.
Place the sins in a bag
Against what he had like a grain,
The politicians take the gain
While us poor folks take the flame.

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