I have a deep hatred for my own kind
We speak of love and peace
Yet we dance with devils
And smile in the faces of demon

It’s no wonder why God has forsaken us
For the temple of lord is in the heart of man
But the souls of men lie corrupted
With Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Anger, Laziness, Envy,
And a blinding pride

That spreads like a disease
Killing the spirit
That was once as sacred as our deluded Humanity

Blasphemy is all that we know now
And the tragic comedy of our daily lives
Is not so funny any more
Its pathetic and pitiful

We condemn ourselves long ago
Yet now we strive for revolution
But, what is revolution if we can not revolt against
Our own evil ambitions

Vanity is a word I use often to describe the ways of the world
But it would seem I am the one that has become… vain.

~ Tony Paradise’s Poet ~

* To read more of my works visit my blog @ http://rarityofparadise.blogspot.com/

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