This is one of those peoms about how I feel. It seems like we are going now where. Read Between the Lines The world is collapsing beneath our feet as the White Ghost has returned in attempts to repeat history. Our jails are lined with colored paper plastered with Financial gains as corrupt politicians stand undercover Protected from the rain; you have to read between the lines to reveal the pain. Although the house of justice is filled with the truth; guilt sits as twelve. They sit under scattered lies preordained for their fifteen minutes of fame. he Lines Surely the mere system that called upon their services bears the burden of blame. But in the mist of political corruption white veil’s unseen by the naked eye sends out unjust deliverance of prearranged verdicts. You have to read between the lines if you have never heard of it. Where is the Black cloud that’s supposed to warn us of the dangers on the way? Why are they hidden in the dark forest amongst clustered trees? Why have they forsaken us as we bow on bended knee? Why do they not hear our cries for help, but yet they Claim they understand our desperate pleas? You have to read between the lines to understand the like of humanist belief. Once the gavel of hope slams down on hallow desk; undeserved time for crimes are lessened for the self-proclaim that stands under the white rainbow, you have to read Between the lines if you seek the truth about the seed. So how do we accept such contempt from a system we help built. Surely it’s not for the glamor of standing behind unbreakable bars that That are hidden from the free world; a world forced to live the unlivable. You have to read between the lines to find why such acts of crudity are unforgivable; you have to read between the lines. By James E. Jones Copy rights reserved March 22, 2014
Posted on: Thu, 27 Mar 2014 03:29:13 +0000
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