'Politics'
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Life Unexpectancies is like getting cursed out by a homeless dealin' with Self-
Inflictions, Drug Convictions, an Acute Depiction of what life used to look like as
a Soldier Man.
They sighed, "The Good die young"
I say, "The good are sacrificial scapegoats"
Yes, I am one of them
Oh, No I "was" one of them.
I was nosy and noisy "They' told me
I should have been quite
As the scorching sun set,
And He gazed upon his Kingdom,
A stern demeanor,
His unyielding attitude
Across the Styx
A captive queen
Covered in jewels
A newfound power,
The world is wary.
Soon you will almost certainly
face reality-
angry accusations
and responsibility to choke on.
Already the evidence
is a slam dunk, and
bitter words make for little
At our toughest hours & days
We desperately need one
Who can step up
B a leader
A person who will defend and Fight!
What is the point of political parties if things
R not producing
I am blind
I have a pair of eyes
sometimes even four.
I see you but not really...
I cannot perceive what is right in front of me.
“The Road”
There are two sides to every street.
A walkway for people to place their feet.
And walk forward to a steady beat.
Blank faces
Blank minds
Blank thoughts
You are blank
You believe in the slate
You believe in the state
I yelled today and I’m not proud of it
I yelled
Not at my neighbor, not at my teacher, not at my friend
Not at my brother and definitely not at my mother
