The Mentality Of Our Humanity Poem by thomas coltrin

I can not help it my mind its crazy, devils skull in fear denies it,

The vial of death, our wall and curse, came crumbling down as regret was threatened.

Hearing voices of the underclass, waiting for a fiber of chanced luck,

Seeing presents of demented, inside this cage we all are stuck.



Misunderstanding and to be scared, is the unknown inside our life,

To move forward lets go back and end our inner self conscious strife.

Behind the bars were pushed alone, and die in what so possessively is planed,

Other souls referred as friends, mislead our mind to desert land.



The bad dead's good, and good ones souls have twisted,

Manipulation is a trophy, well hear! ! you win! ! i guess your gifted.

I can not, and let death be witness, will not try to understand,

Id rather be unfairly silenced then to have the upper hand.



Suicide for life's wrong doing, death decrypts the uninvited answer,

Rage hidden by a smile, lies infect us all like cancer.

Hope use to be with in our reach, something to look forward,

Now life's assets like humanity, is bent and made in to a coward.



But take a bow of gratitude and smile, even wave the thieving hand,

Speak them words of god and wisdom, with lips that broke a man.

Keep on preaching to your kids, your under minded strong believes

It isn't meant to be like this, and will never end,

As long as color changes leaves.