Poem -

Ban man stop lying

Ban man stop lying

Bad man stop lying
Stop digging your hole of deception
Stop pretending to your mother
Stop pretending to your lover
Stop pretending to your wife
Stop pretending to yourself 

Unhook you’re chains of misery
Accept your ugly parts  
Accept your ugly urges which society rule demon
The urges you were likely born with, consumed with, never delt with, as public eyes keep you spot light lit 

And then you met other’s with your devil urges

Power men hidden behind smoke 
Power men hidden behind endless mirrors
Power men hidden in plan sight
Power men hidden, protected, by each other, protected you

Allowing you to unleash your wrath that society had held dormant 
Allowing you to unleash your wrath on innocents 
Allowing you to unleash your wrath on poor confused soals who were devil caught, devil fed, Dr evil lead and because devil said, they were devil trapped by invisible bonds of terror, of devil control, by bad men lying

Bad man stop lying now
Your caught out loud
Caught, but yet to be quartered 
Your not that kind dad
Your not that kind man you so really thought you could be, the one you tried to make sure all would society see

So

Bad man stop lying
Stop digging your hole of deception
Stop pretending to your mother
Stop pretending to your lover
Stop pretending to your wife
Stop pretending to yourself 

Your caught out loud, yet to be quartered 

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