I see people with there minds closed feelings exposed

Eyes wide shut, with open toes

They're too enclosed

In a mindstate - reality overthrown

By throwns of the egos

Egoes guiding the thrown

War amongst foes killing innocent souls like wild fowls

We keep judging books by their covers, so when the truth unfolds, it's a different story. True nature uncovers has halos hover over two stories. The sins of our father's, and we blame our motherland for land us in unforsaken. Thanks to mother we all will sink in the sand that we played our hand. Instead of learning for our mistakes, we take the word of another man. Wisdom is something I will never understand, as long as I got the upper hand