So many individuals
An abundance of souls
Only a small few are righteous
Many are like a killer virus
Destroying everything in sight
Incompatible, right!
Hot and flammable
Burning skulls like Ghost Rider
Females dressed in all black leather attire
I hope the Angels guide me from the selfish fire
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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Comments1
'beware signing deals
with those corrupting vices
impersonating themselves
as an escape, from life'
this is a unique read, dear poet
a nugget of insightful commentary
(avoidance
a much demeaned, survival
necessity of life
as gangs of idolised, ideals
face-off
at a mere spark of differences..
it takes
real skill, to find a safe path
in modernity
avoiding those easy pitfalls n vices
in society
beginning with our warped impressions
purely
on aesthetic appearances
based
on our internalised fears
than any individuals, actual deeds...)
Thank you for your kinds words as always and insightful additional thoughts 🙂
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