Free Will And Fear Poem by kwane Lamb

Cupidity is a door before most...
Avarice is that host...
But greed is the ghost...

Ever wonder why you wanted...
Every good looking male or female?
For you ladies...

Having more then one sex partner...
Was considered taboo...
But for young men...

It was like being a boxer...
Win, win, win....
You the rooster...
She the the hen...

Women you have free-will...
And when you use it right or wrong...

you feel less then strong...
Guys when you use your free-will...
You rob, steal and kill...

for the thrill...
later becoming ill...

God gave us all the choice...
To use free-will...
But what good is free-will...

When it cause you to kill...
Have more then one sex partner...
Rape or mutilate another human...

Now take greed a known factor...
In choice of free-will...
Pride another factor...
The Jones another factor...

War, is there a choice in...
Free-will for the trooper...
Fear, not free-will...

A rape victim giving into the rapist...
Survival or free-will...
(The Feeling) ...
What is it about...
The feeling that makes free-will...
Different from what...
It's thought to BE...

Whisperkwane
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