I'm reminded of the slurry of passage
a 35 pound triple six defy'r hauls my vengeance
hopeless pedals and strokes purchase pain
headwinds slap and bruise my ego
an hour ago I smiled
it faded as I read a story of disbelief
of riders greatly accused
fuck the sinners of lethargy
I'm a hater of them all
punish their stupidity for christ's sake
prove them evil with beauty and truth
help them along with dents and blood
a trickle of faith holds the circle
I found the trail and the hostage was released
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