Miscellaneous Memoirs- Signs to Seek Solitude

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Miscellaneous Memoirs- Signs to Seek Solitude 


Larpingly harkening the heatful abode,
I loathe having lost my anecdote...

When ways become sly and the humble considered shy...
When for the idol of money men vie and the truthful belie...
When the colors of vanity eyes dye and every voice echos, "He stole my...."
Then know nations hearts die...

When the hammer of justice rusts, people misjudge and the wrongful trust...
When amorality becomes a must and people forget they too shall return to dust...
When every heart lies overturned in lust and time's gust of wind fleets ye away Jan to August...
Then know this anti-thesis must ye look upon with utter disgust...

When mouths move to mock and ships cargo worthy of embargo dock...
When disputes resolve by the glock and every walk causes ogling men in lecher to gawk...
When manhood is to be a wing clipped hawk and the patient now start looking at the clock....
Then know Islam has ceased to exist as a political entity, Muslims though in enormity shall abide in enmity...

This site shall be a great pity... 

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