Poetry For Everyday People

Devils New Toast

I'm a modern day saint
a poetic Langston
fists of furry
inside an elegant dancer
the under dog poet
fighting for dreams
a fist full of truth
knocking down schemes
all about family
let the truth be told
living ain't living man
without a love filled home
I watch everything
instincts like a cat
sword full of ink
backed by fact

hates eyes are closed
the devil's new toast
all the tax breaks
for those with the most
spinning the spin
riding fears wind
rather watch you die
then admit they've sinned

I ain't a drug dealer
many claim that thrown
I work hard everyday
to keep true to the form
fake smiles and handshakes
love to your face
they stab you in the back
while you bow to say grace
now they got us divided
started an underground war
using religion and boarders
to fuel their dirty sick goals
harboring terrorists
calling it freedom of speech
Hitler lovers marching??
hate crimes in our streets

hates eyes are closed
the devil's new toast
all the tax breaks
for those with the most
spinning the spin
riding fears wind
rather watch you die
then admit they've sinned


 

















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