Pigs, Projects and Us

We were penned like pigs
Projects where we live
A project for the Pigs
To get us all in the Pen
Got us trained with the schools
Psychological tools
Bells and lines gray paint in the cafeteria too
So when we concentrate again
We reverse from being men
To the children we were back when
Except fights today end lives
A child can forgive and make ties more suitable to survive
Even in a world of lies!
But we die from deep Stabs from knives
And atrocious acts brutalize the mind where there’s no turning back
But if you fear God
Then structure your life with time off
To worship the Lord
Your eyes see different than what is set before
Project of palaces
In store for those seek knowledge just
To get close to God and not to point out the obvious
Renewed goal will warrant a review of the soul
And what holds you back from applying what you know
So self reflection and prayer become protection
Silence is gold a currency squandered when guessing
Bankrolled with I don’t know
Smiling’s a charitable expression

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