Life... a battle waged high and low. The higher the rung, you become the foe. At bottom, deep and murky too. You exist in not knowing what to do.
Have I reached bottom, I cannot tell. It's deep and dark, an abyss, not a well. Going through, my head held high. One counts on those, he cannot rely.
To play a game, you just can't win. One man's good...another man's sin. You walk a thin, a fragile line. Ignoring every warning sign.
For good or bad, happy or sad. The animal called MAN, is truly mad. Dealing his surroundings a brutal assault. Blaming his brother, claiming no fault.
Do as I say, not as I do. The crime's not mine,I say it was you. I care not, who's to blame, All men created, all men the same.
So...don't give a damn, Blame it on SAM. Or, have you forgot.... He lies in his PLOT.
© copywright R. Rock
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