Within us.
Who can tell?
What really churns
Us, ‘sinners’.
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What makes one person happy,
Are we but a Microcosm,Of Nuts tied up in Knots?A bit of a joke,To at ourselves,Fun poke.
A Poem sweet and sound,
When by yourself,It calms your nerves,Truly a new friend found.
Man,
Or toss him,Serpent, Apple, or notWe’re a terrible lot,In our bloody History,Past and Present,The best example,We’ve Got.
Fakes are Fakes,
So voting people do wake up,And see the truth,Before it is too late,Your Liberty’s at stake!
Civic duty,
We can neverTrust another,For none are sincere or pure,Sainthood, really? , fools’ allure,There is Evil Hood insteadSo beware what mud you tread.
The Past will not last,
We have but the PresentTo make thingsSpoken and written,Even more obscure.So,Forget about Time,No ones’ personal cureFor none will be having,A second Tour.