Jeri's Kingdom
Consumed In World Rot
If chained in complaint about all the worlds rot
and mouths open wide to show hell's really hot.
Once needed to fight for the riches of man,
you run wild in circles with no place to stand.
Then somebody says that your going astray.
That way is not right. There are rules how to play.
Your thoughts line in step to be life in its own
and pieces get swallowed and pieces get thrown.
Common and sense will soon take seperate ways
and all that you live are but wants others say.
So easily altered, the sense of one's self,
if consumed in world rot of material wealth.
Jeri Fittler
and mouths open wide to show hell's really hot.
Once needed to fight for the riches of man,
you run wild in circles with no place to stand.
Then somebody says that your going astray.
That way is not right. There are rules how to play.
Your thoughts line in step to be life in its own
and pieces get swallowed and pieces get thrown.
Common and sense will soon take seperate ways
and all that you live are but wants others say.
So easily altered, the sense of one's self,
if consumed in world rot of material wealth.
Jeri Fittler
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Consumed In World Rot
Consumed In World Rot
