sometimes reason sometimes Truth sometimes

sometimes reason sometimes Truth sometimes
what people want is not what they wanted when
they hear it spelled out so don't ever assume that
the thread is complete but neither give a quarter
to so as not to render the veil uncloaked for all
to not give opinions and sometimes they are
forced to understand and then they see that Truth.

sometimes they flow with the go and sometimes
they see the glimpse of what really is happening
and sometimes they accept the lies fed to them by
the big dogs of war and profit and sometimes we
all can't help ourselves and live the lies for as much
comfort to ease our pains and sometimes we become
the pain and relive the birth of pain and the Truth of
pain and all the pain that is able to go around and there
is enough to go around and we get very dizzy and
unbalanced going all around.

sometimes we practice bad manners but in the most
extreme like allowing men in uniforms to come to
our homes in the middle of the night and drag our
love into the street kicking and screaming and
sometimes we have no other choice but to let this
take place but sometimes we can take a stand though
we will suffer pain or death for it such is the cost
of real Truth and freedom.

sometimes I think the purpose of being in this sphere
is to learn many lessons of what evil can make men
do to their sisters and brothers here as we witness all
forms of irrefutable insanity of the umpteenth degree
and can we expect much in the way of relief? can we
see any reward in form of reform or favor for the
innocent? does this not become a schedule of utter
dark madness as our elected officials sit idly by with
their snot caviar and vintage snot wines and scheme
the fruits of future conquered sex and land.

sometimes we sometimes and sometimes there is
never any remorse to announce to the mass of us
the whole of we the condemned that is just the way
it is and always has been since beast man has walked
in an erect fashion and realized how he could take
all advantage of his fellows and ladies and rape the
planet dry until blood has no meaning evermore for
sometimes that works as it was meant to be and even
sometimes it dissolves into the abyss known as Time
and space and sometimes it even makes us think to
turn the knob of fortune on it's cherry-red ass.