For a moment if only that long,
She felt . . .
She could defy all laws
And prove all dead souls wrong.
Her soul weeps
As her hormones leave her shocked . . .
A real corpse.
She was tired, but her body still going on.
Morals were for from
No actual thought
No pressured gravity.
In her false reality,
No emotion or idea
Immorality is confusion.
Blessed building of brainwashing power
Smiles plastered on holy masks
A few lives stolen.
A few souls corrupted.
Time is wasted as a false fire of an irrational lie
That sin causes instant death—No!
Not death . . .
But instant change to an ever changing, polluted reality.
Pure fear causes irrational fire of unclean, gullible souls.
No one knows any different
As it is washed away by society.
Becky M. S. All Writings were written 8/17/2006