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S.I.N.S


The deeds they practice deceive Confounding the mind into believing That they are individually powerful When in fact they are collectively weak Pieces of a puzzle that combine Just to create a clear ignorance spectrum Camaraderie, companionship More so cows Ready to sell out the next cattle to the slaughter When stakes raise When trouble arises to these individuals The best solution involves the cleanliness of one’s name At the cost of his partners Trust funds Checks best cashed free of charge Black mail, A notice that one can’t return to sender Yet they remain so close knit And reluctant to repent As they are sown into a greater cloth A reaped disdain Together they do harm They have S.I.N.S. They have strength in numbers
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PoetLott

I am an aspiring poet from Detroit, MI. I write both poetry and prose. I plan on publishing a few books over the course of the next few months. Please feel free to comment and critique me. Like my Facebook page "Poetry of John Lott". Email me at [email protected]

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