Injustice an Insanity
a lawful poem
Consumed ahold, his thoughts are what possessed him.
Magister, we’ve brought you a slave who seek justice.
Thee enemy have won over Him.
He is defeated, as He is dancing among devils.
His life thereof is short at hand.
He longs to be set free, from that of the world round Him;
Simulated and cast therein slavery, by Law.
He shall know of that systematic matter thereon
“Church” and “Water” street.
Callin’ the family thereabout, that
By Law no bird shall righteously give directions.
Calling all righteous pastures, that
He may look and behold: a truthful lie!
The Lord’s community is righteous in judgement.
His people are righteous in judgment, that
There shall be no such thing as coincidences.
Consult them with that of the matters, established
Thereinafter with that of manic- or hypnotic-like episodes, that Thereinafter it shall be no no theory of justice,
by Law melancholically.
As if by Law, the behavior is not being heavily monitored.
My dear friend, He wrote,
I hope this message finds you well.
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An American Writer.
