Let he with no gone, cast the first darn stone, in comes the rocks, as the stone throwers flocks.
You might as well leave
some folks alone
cause they sit on a too far throne
Their heads are basically gone
Some of them are even
suicidal prone
However they will be the
first to throw a stone
Some folks sit up on Sunday in church
come Monday their evil is on the lurch
Even some preachers preaching
the holy sermon
leave church and join the rest of the vermin
They pretend to be superior
but their image might not show in the mirror
For others foolishness we all pay the cost
with some eventually joining the lost
Many venture out for awhile
The lucky ones might return with a smile
However it may become too late after
the jury trial
Depending on the adopted style
Death ends it all
after the grime reaper comes to call
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
I Can't Wait See (Suicidal)Look On Their Faces!
TRASK
after the grime reaper comes to call
Oh yes!
God bless,
Lew
Great poem about hypocrisy that exists all too much.
Mary