Number thesis

Archnemesis

Of those who procrastinate

Or the spent life infatuated

With lies upon lies

Under our own eyes

Truth go untold

But the number thesis

Is sound

That no matter where we go in life

If we lie

It will hunt the liars down

History has proven

That evil can only go so far

Until the number thesis

Proves such unfateful journies

Fruitless

Shifty gifts

Suggestions in obscurity

Little pushes

In its subtlety

We hope for love and get

Love in return

But not all love is simple

Some coded gifts

Are suggestions

Polite and rude

Acute and obtuse

See that we give truth

In the holiday

Nothing is better than this

Not even a

Shifty gift

Down the road

In steel country

There is a pawn shop

Calling the shots when the going gets tough

Dictating each move when

You get turned down

And have to start anew

I fear that shop

I fear my own mistakes

I fear where it call all go

Yet I embrace the unknown

What keeps us going

What move us

If not positive

The negative motion

Mother of fear

We React

Instead of proact

The horror fuel pumps

The blood in our veins

But hope for light

Can do the same

Refund the reception

On a rainy day

Let the money go back

To the ones to play

In moments we hold

Uncounted bars told

When the people leave the room

The reception

Will end soon

Mundane minister

With nice pulpit

But nothing to say

Puppet

For no one

Nothing

No how

Preaching with no purpose

Small master

Of few things

What more do you need

In spite of feelings

Growing up into a great

Embrace

Letting up

Loosing face

Hold the buffet until the

Line is down

Small master

All around