Welcome to My life in the shadows



WAKE UP
 
Last year
More than four-teen-thousand
Young British-girls
Were sold
Into slavery-sex slavery
And that’s just
The tip of the ice berg- -and you
Want to read
Something pretty?
The world
Is on fire- -Man!
And you want to hide
Your head
In the sand
Of pretty words?
They try to say
There is
No God.
Because if there is
No God
Then there is
No good
And if there is
No good
Then there is
No evil.
Well that’s just
Bull-crap- -Man!
And it’s stinking
The whole place up
To high heaven.
You know- -Those
Blood thirsty and hate-filled men
Over there
Who are slicing off
Innocent heads?
Well at least they have
A belief system,
Even if it is
Like old man Satan’s- - -It keeps
Them going.
At least they know
They are
Something more
Than some cosmic
Accident.
And what do you want?
A higher wage,
More food stamps,
And a four day weekend
To drowned
Your sorrows in?
 
Is this what they wanted
All along?
 
uTAH jAY
 


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