ICARE

Each entity has a soaring spirit imprisoned deep within the many names place, forever patient; each tries like mad to hide their own treasure of hope under the god mat, the money moat, never sated, always moaning about or mooning over one's own loss of faith into the withins of the self; Since biology branched out into our class of species, a classic war has been entertaining the flocks, refusing all to open their wings out into the intuitive winds of fate, instead keeping it all folded, hidden, sitting within the brethren's embrace, all entranced into the god's call to peace, while wars roam the earth, all under the banner of 'Keeping the peace'; No need to wait for a battle field, just go out home and roam the streets around your place, then keep those eyes really open and you shall see what wishes for invisibility, all those psychosocial deviants abusing the environment, be it youths, old crones, fancy ladies, poor or rich, it trades upon psychological levels, which still have to...