Your beliefs are fading faster than a speeding bullet.
Quicker than belts can be located between a young man's waist...
And his knees.
Exposing his crack and undies.
Quicker than you can hear an elephant sneeze.
Or apologize for existing.
Your beliefs are fading faster...
Than the vivid colors of your super heros,
Amos and Andy, Step-n Fetchit and Clarabell the Clown.
Your beliefs are fading faster...
Than that identity you have never found!
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