ten fingers that grasp me stingers of power and corruption thought i had my wisdom, my brain but its all sold, not sustained one system, disguised… praised, but at our demise. no compromise, its all synthesized in these two eyes. ain’t no war without greed we just can’t succeed in this mentality. no winners…we’re all pitted fatalities, casualties of the timid. shouting: “man, sadam did it!”? deep down y’all, who brought the brawl? no one can explain, but everyone can blame. can’t be justice, if we don’t focus on the conscious mind of righteousness. -vanae
