The Hell?

so a lot of people have had a lot to say to me, lucky for them they've had the guise of anonymity, otherwise they wouldn't have shit to say to me buncha creeps lurking and curdling thinking they're beyond reach when they're screaming, irredeemably, so obscene they seem to think screeching and preening is enough to stop my speech not realizing that they lit this spark in me, remarkably, it just preceeds the beating they'll start to recieve when they're crawling away as they scream and they pray that I'll move on and ignore their destructive ways Saints among sinners for days, lost in the listless decay of their own pervasive foray, beyond redemption. an image of degrade the monsters parade a landfill of distorted charades on display - the fuck you just say? a child's death is health care would you die today? you said it, don't be scared you lit the fire, so you better prepare for the ignition neath your own derriear - you like living? ya must not care since you're alive n have an opinion to bear that's a lot more than the babies you refused to spare for your agenda that ensnares young mothers that're unprepared for your propaganda, so unfair heres a thought, adoption for a couple that'll bear responsibility for the child that's bared they would love and cherish it unlike you pricks, all to happy to end it a new life presented beyond your rife it's attemptin, to live a life not rejected, but not reflective of your injection More a light far beyond your discretion, an intermediate presence to symbolize your acquiescence i forgot to mention the fact that your objection will take you straight to the depths n then even satan himself will say "what the hell, man"