© gloatkenf
we mumble n' gay
and as tall to the skies our rolls
read ri
we know not what tomorrow carries
think it's unimaginable
as core dregs this dirt
we trek n' reject
Every history told
of the skeletons dried
now never grow brains past the
scalp so what's special in
personalities or so o!?
Every tales told'd
be true
Words said said the
word said
Rhythm that David sang
Saul's the anointed
Cast'd as cuss
Eden's the hidden
death prior to the fanfare'd
risen