Corrupt Compass

Three headed monster with one eye signaled every speech

Mental turmoil inside coy statements unable to face this reality

Systems awry opportunities passed by while I wonder why we receive lies

Better days I’ve tried seeing beauty beyond futility

Inevitable death no matter what a personal experience one without deliverance

Fighting over praying more savagely killing poor over trees turned colorful paper preaching merciful saviours

Living is a bill when we die that’s a bill

Some days head down crying while trying to recover suffer change peaceful use knuckles

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