Poison

I am suffocated--by slang
and trapped by idleness.
I am surrounded--held downs
by all the drug obsessed
and violent.

So many sign away--
their lives.
For one dose of
Poison.

What happiness exists
in Inconsistency?

I feel too--pushed back.
Too lost in this realm of laziness,
Unholiness.

There, the penetrating Sin
that NO ONE
questions!

At all.

Like a criminal,
I am locked up--
by Intolerance
for this
Disgraceful Earth,

God's Earth
that THEY
have

Poisoned.