You tread The PathA Poem by J. B.Fight the Man! This piece has MANY historical and political references in it. Questions about any of them, don't be afraid to ask. This piece is meant to be spoken, as if a sermon.
Walkin down the Path of Destruction
D.C. not only live it, but create it the bloody vultures line and bait it the living dead are used to weight it hypocrites, you overrate it And tell us now, it's part of lifes' poor game. Atheists to your own conclusion you've dammed our beings evolution your bloody Bath's, gay with pollution to fall, a solution, to a pitiful revolution Look around you, dig your way out. Make way! Hail! Let's crown the grave! Have you cold feet? You've singed the nave! Baptized in church and still not saved. Fraternize with Hate, and abhorring slave with war all around, war you no longer crave. You, who have built byways of destruction. Feed the hungry with intoxication breathe down their backs, cause consultation. Uprising at the Revolutionary Station but the plane has flown on - no hope for salvation so much despair, rots your minds insulation Radioactive Files, Secrets' desolation course through your veins, a blood-lust sensation flee away from your demise, afraid of your own creation Flee from the sanity left in your mind Ocean of blood, does swell Mass the bodies, hear the Dirges Bell your soul; too decayed to even sell Can't buy your way to Heaven nothing left to send to Hell Re-create and wear the thorny crown Followers, crucify themselves; their bodies buried under the Path of Destruction
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2 Reviews Added on September 20, 2017 Last Updated on September 20, 2017 AuthorJ. B.NYC, NYAboutFeminist Anti-Trump MMA instructor Musician/Composer Activist USMC veteran Intellectual Kink and sex-positive advocate more..Writing
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