
We question the profanity’s of the world
but still exceed them,
still deprave ourselves of the ideals
that deceive them,
error of our ways
or the price of being human,
it’s attuning
probably why the entire mass is in it’s ruins,
in conclusion
the betterment of our people is inconclusive,
we tampered with the means
now the means ain’t got no doing,
God within your seams,
but that seems to be inducing,
cause we all bend a knee to this corrupted institution.
About the Creator
Jeanroy Grant
Just a writer trying to express his passions to the world!


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