Fructify the human spirit
When shall we burn the crosses the stars the Qurans and unclench fist
Fast in pre feast and fructify the human spirit
We have the blind and the death composing hymns for a better world, to paint the flags that hold our allegiance.
Wolfs disguised in humanity sheets
Sharks with first aid kits
Cancers with the prophetic
Laboratories working on the generic lists they we infuse in our membrane.
Post-apocalyptic serums we serenate to keep us sane
Walking through a crowd with hello tags carrying no particular name...
Or a race
Or a color
Matter fact no intentions run in my veins
Just one and the same. Things must and will change
Quick lets get back to the eye of the storm where they have no powe
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