Friday, February 3, 2012

Hypocrisy

Hypocrisy

Played on the stones of the port
The vertex of life has showed
Still when luck was rare
The world designed half dead,
And nothing that you absorbed where
Showed any effect and nothing sustains
The fight which truly is preparing
And leave the atrocious and crooked walk,
No more than just lights or who tries
To live the shadow bitterly and bloodiest
How much to express in tune,
The unfortunate take each pore,
Creating his own life in another spore,
Reining over us the hypocrisy.

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