Towers of Ivory
Crumble beneath those who
cast stones in judgement
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It pisses me off
to see people on cell phones
while they are driving
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Beneath warm blankets
Snow falling on the driveway
calling into work.
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Red and blue lights
fourty-five in a fifteen
another court date
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The question is
When man was created
is this what god had in mind?
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