American Style

I'm not quite sure what it is, but a generation is shaped by the previous generation.

And that leaves us here in the present day situation.

America, home of broken relationships, aspiring careers drenched only from certain degrees. I question whether or not in this life we ever really achieve what we want to achieve. I question whether or not in this life we will be able to do want we truly would like to do.

Some may agree, that we live in the land of the free. But all I see, is a frantic frenzy. Some in one direction some in another. But make no mistake its the craze that craves. Its the lust of our eyes, its the lust of our habits.

All wanting more and more, "like death we never have enough". Accumluation is our god.

Entertainment our source of slavery. I doubt very much what we know is "free".

The line was once drawn and now it has dissappeared. The line erased by sin. And sin it is. Sin that tends to kill and lends only to steal. Sin that only can evolve more and more until all that is left is its ugly head.

The head of pride...

American Style.