Kill Your Idols Racerback Tank Wretch and I'm letting it kill

and I'm letting it kill me

Steeled against the coming dark—

v neck and open bottom

In memory of George A

• Soft cotton-feel fabric face

Kill Your Idols Racerback Tank Wretch and I'm letting it killIn shadows deep, where idols stand, Their golden glow, a crafted hand. Yet flaws unseen, beneath the sheen, In silence dwell, where truth's not seen. To slay these idols, not with might, But with discerning, searching light. To break the hold, their shadows cast, And from their chains, break free at last. In their demise, new wisdom sown, From shattered idols, truth is known. So let us rise, and courage wield, 'Til idols fade, and truth revealed.