Amongst the gloss and glam There brews a scam. A scam bought into A scam that chooses you.
It chooses to delude It chooses to elude.
Deludes one of reason
The essence of life in any given season.
Strapped and torn by design You stand before your maker benign.
Consuming and scoffing as if you’re above But if the truth be known your nothing but sludge.
In the grace of a sun so filled with Love.
