Truthful hands
Truthful hands (29-07-2020)
Time is a difficult thing, it hides something, and it shows something. You cannot fight it, you have to accept it as it is, as an accuser or defender. Whatever your luck is. (pause with commas and check also out my music and book)
I hate all the time
The time, crazy driving
My life into slime
And forced up deriving
The ugly content
I am, made out of
That’s never been meant
To share above
I’m killing the time
And break truthful hands
That’s pointing crime
I’ve buried, the sands
And cracked up, the grounds
The silent spectators
That could’ve expound’
My pushy filth caters
The thoughts, I promote
To stand truthful time
And thoughts I denote
Like reason sublime
To whiten the deeds
The time’s bringing forth
And scatter the beads
And clear records