poverty and justice

Poverty and justice, but the relevance 

Is just us, maybe because of the blood

Which the body absorbed like a sponge.

Bodies cold laid stiff in the snow: his name,

None but the father knows.

Starving to death, but still waiting on 

One more hit from the glass stick placed

His boulder, he's a loner.

Pulling white poisonous clouds of

Smoke, making him self choke.

Killing me slowly seeing this man, this king

Which is was and shall be granted access

To the eternal tree; but now, this king times

Three, lays dead and cold in the street.

Earlier he was begging for a piece of meat.

Angry screaming, "you wanna piece of me".

I guess God wanted it all, the man was probably

An angel stuck in this place after the fall, kinda

Like us all.

In poverty we find justice, homeless people are

Just like us.

Today and for evermore take the time to help

Care for the poor and widows and orphans, consider

It a favor for the Lord.

Blackhemmingway~2014©

Poverty and justice, but the relevance
Is just us, maybe because of the blood
Which the body absorbed like a sponge.
Bodies cold laid stiff in the snow: his name,
None but the father knows.
Starving to death, but still waiting on
One more hit from the glass stick placed
His boulder, he's a loner.
Pulling white poisonous clouds of
Smoke, making him self choke.
Killing me slowly seeing this man, this king
Which is was and shall be granted access
To the eternal tree; but now, this king times
Three, lays dead and cold in the street.
Earlier he was begging for a piece of meat.
Angry screaming, "you wanna piece of me".
I guess God wanted it all, the man was probably
An angel stuck in this place after the fall, kinda
Like us all.
In poverty we find justice, homeless people are
Just like us.
Today and for evermore take the time to help
Care for the poor and widows and orphans, consider
It a favor for the Lord.
Blackhemmingway~2014©