Lament Of A Hypocrite - Poem by joseph freeman
Seen of men I bawl & squall.
From my eyes great tears will fall.
All the time I must confess
my life is one big stinking mess.
Then still thinking all is well
I find myself in a fiery Hell.
Once within this endless pit
I know too late I'm a hypocrite.
'The Free Man'
Joseph Wayne Freeman
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