Were they not good enough?
Were you too much for them?
Did they straight call your bluff?
Did you straight call their sin?
It's all best left unspoken...
Proud tounges spread ignorance.
Thinking their making sense.
And we're incompetent.
And they are heaven sent.
With patient's virtue broken...
Are damned below or above?
Young maverick soul with no god.
It takes more than love.
And it tastes more than odd.
The titled turned from Christ to Jesus.
Without any second thought.
Cause gold laced paper please us.
But I could be wrong...
No art seems from the core.
Go buy it at the store.
Oracle weeping at my door.
If you are starving, bargain more.
And I also could be wrong...
©cheetah
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