My SiN...
 

Freed from the greed of evil/
recalling days when I was trapped between trees & needles//
Affected by the grieves of people... palms rugged and worn/
felt the pricks of splinters and thorns//
Torn apart by the strength of storms/
funerals and graves.. feel the tears from the friends we mourn//
Little kids getting dumped in corners…fathers lose they focus/
listen close to the swarm of the locusts//
Its closest.. than its been since the start of dayz/
we “praise” GOD.. as long as HE accepts our wayz//
Arrogance is a pinnacle that rests upon us/
we walk around.. proud.. like nobody own us//
Like the whole world revolves around the breath we take/
Im a hypocrite, Im nothing but a fraud and a fake//
So I ask for forgiveness.. for the slug that Ive been/
I praise U LORD for dyin and becoming my sin…………..///

lmao....<all this gets.....

lmao @ U actually takin time out to express your literacy in my forum.. Dag!!... U got some vicious skillz money... :thumbup: