My mind is a mess,
And Im crazy at best.
I lay down to sleep,
And only can weep.
My hope here is dwindling,
On the street men are swindling.
The error of men,
Shows what has been.
The corrupted politicians,
And busy morticians,
Speak levels of our control.
My mind is confused,
And Im highly amused.
I lay down to breath,
And only can seethe.
My hope here is lacking,
On the street men are hacking.
The error of men,
Shows what has sin.
The corrupted peoples,
And busy steeples,
Speak levels of our control.
My mind sits enthused,
By your earthly views.
I lay down to read,
And only can bleed.
My hope here is soothing,
On the street men are shooting.
The error of policies,
Shows false fallacies.
The corrupted men,
And busy pen,
Speak levels of our control.
