MY RELIGIOUS T.V.

poem by: Bejcek [POEWHIT]
Written on Jan 17, 2017

Brainwasher - telling me this thing.
That way - I must sing.
Your song only for me.
Not like my ideas and free.

Look I do into your eye.
You never blink - onward sighs.
Telling me your ways to be.
Weak minded - am I really free ????

An addict you have made me.
Sit I do - you must set me free.
Then I become you song.
Out on the street - hanging long.

Beat - rob - steal - and kill.
Upper - downer - action - all thrills.
Dance all night - gamble - speed pill.
GOD said, "CROSS ON THE HILL".

from my poem book - DREAMS 2

 

Tags: faith, imagery,

 

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