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Eventually will come a day
When you'll have no one 2 blame
But yourself
I'm sure you'll find a way
2 deflect the criticism
Back onto me
The second coming of Jesus?
Arrogant supposition
A slick con artist?
Self inflicted condition
The curse of human nature
With no cure
Perhaps some humbleness
Would be a start
It's gotta be more gratifying
Then tearing us apart
Just a thought
From a ordinary man
Charmless and unpolished
Take a page out of the Good Book
Live, breathe it instead of talking about it
Contrary to your conditioned beliefs
We're not all sheep...

P-Mar 18, 20, 2008.

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