Live Like You Mean ItA Poem by Graceblind leading the blindAnd again they shout "Hallelujah" Unanimous, mindless Like a good luck charm. As if they could ward off reality.
"Give your souls to the Lord Almighty" Drawls the curbside prophet To his rapt listeners Waiting for the End of the World
I sold my soul When i was five years old To an overgrown religion With an ingrown philosophy
Put on your mask For sunday service! Spread the love! care, because its expected
Martyrs died for their beleifs What did we die for? We live in ignorance; Never Knowing that we're Too Far Gone
© 2009 Grace |
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