Camouflage at its very best, its peak,
What you see is just a blond little freak...
The definition
depends as much on the user...
Black or white,
Tan too...
Some things that mean so little to us,
Are of great importance to them...
Harvest moon
does come soon...
I got a predicament
stuck in my head...
Fear of them
Fear of all...
Take me away,
from all these images...
As much as we have vested, lurid escapades engross...
Herein our primordial reign has gained, a slapping...
Helpless little babies maligned,
suffering at the hands of another, again...
The new Era
The new era has begun...
His tears did fall in rivers,
eyes did burn by millions...