what carnival the world
where greatness is disdained
and the common held in holy esteem...
who is not victim to a greater force than their own?
the wrecked weep in the gravel
while parade the ones yet to taste their fullness
face their consequence...endure their reckoning?
what mask your brazen identity about to capitulate....
Content (c) 2008-2013 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
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