The Cycle (it Just Goes Round And Round)
Author: Meridian Zuriel


No dignity
Foul living
Gone is integrity
Where it was inhabited
Is just a vacancy
Like David
Who sinned many a time
The lusts of the flesh
Control the mind
Temptation kicks in
Hormones rage
Spotlight beams in
Satan takes center stage
Victims from all backgrounds
Regardless of age
Like a zoo lion
Trapped in a cage
Hand and foot
What has become of self-respect?
Plagued with a burdensome defect

Value self
From head to toe
Your face, your body
ĎLive and grow
Mow that grass
Thatís trying to rise
Nothing but more corruption,
And tears in those eyes
Man, look how time flies
Constantly chastised
When it doesnít have to be
Thatís the point
You and me
Donít listen
We find out on our own
That certain things arenít cool
The hard way
Who do you think
Will listen to us
When we get old and gray?
The generations after us
Wonít hear what we have to say
Because itís a cycle
And a cycle repeats itself
Canít blame someone else
For the cards
Weíve dealt our self


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