Sunday, September 15, 2013
Areas Of Ungoverned Space
At no time was permission given
To free the captives from jail,
At no time was there priority
For the innocent to prevail.
Secret after secret led us down this bloody road,
So where should the truth begin?
There's too many foggy books
To break down aspects of sin.
PLANET EARTH: HYPNOTIZED WITH ATTITUDE!
Tough nuts in a trance with battleships.
Topic(s) of this poem: space