LOST

LOST

A Poem by James Grizzly Jones

We were given paradise 
But we embrace hate
We are driven by violence and controlling our own fate
The power of money makes you demoralize your own mother 
Or give guns to kids  hoping they don't kill each other
Demons go to church 
Priest touch boys
And the preacher's daughter got a TV show thanks to her short skirt and her love for boys 
Am I making noise I'm just tryna Unbreak what's fixed
That mother sold her daughter for a good fix of a good mix using her lucky charms so she could turn a few tricks
That brother love the church but he loves money more
But then he gets dropped from a gunshot and he screaming oh lord

LOST

© 2013 James Grizzly Jones


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Added on April 9, 2013
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Tags: LIFE