Saving A Life

How absurd you would know, that even death can be costly

no suicide today my friend,
you jump off that buidling and you still have not paid Uncle Sam

No you cannot pull that plug today, Mrs. Jones, still got some heavy bills to pay

No abortion for you today, that baby will be a portion of our midas gold saved.

Also let us not forget we make fortunes off the poor and desolate, for those with empty pockets and in welfare can always be put to work or in prison, that is your decision.

Any wonder why brave new worlds are filled with hate and crimes or offenders of miscreant lines?

As war is a profit for mere pigs in sheep skins, that our dying young at age twenty-one are sent off to die with so much pride, that their hearts beat rampantly, as if America had turned the tide.

How bold, how brave, how noble to save?

I say unto you

Drink long and hearty for your bowls will be empty soon at the arms of true courage.

It is shameful to say that how all people are nothing but willing slaves, and in the midst of these times, their money and their lives put on the lines

Even in death will we pay for the hungry wolf that knows no sleep.

Sell your watches, sell your wife, sell your children, sell your life

This is what you are but a tag to sell.

Madmen preachers parade the streets

crucifix in arms as he sells you belief

Its okay to die for a cause, if Uncle Sam be willing, but lest you not take your own unless you tend to pay out your dues

their Motto: Called saving a life


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