Anonymous ID: c94fc1 Sept. 9, 2018, 10:49 a.m. No.2947115   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>7135 >>7166 >>7195

A continuous conflict of the 2 minds

 

A deep battle Ive been through a few times

 

New crimes, with the same, age old motive

 

Born from the same source

 

Breeding a dependance on technology, leadin to divorce

 

From Spirituality, and the ability to think independently

 

Losin all individual identity and its a pity

 

Such time is wasted, The egos defense is baseless

 

A once flavorful world is becomin tasteless

 

Thanks to the hand of the faceless

 

Fear creeps from behind so you must turn in kind

 

To face it

 

Head on, sometimes even headstrong

 

Led along a path of destruction

 

Due to the construction of parameters and procedures

 

A protocol causin seizures, and cancers

 

But the Spirit of Ghost Dancers is ever present

 

To combat the less than, equal

 

Peek, get an eye full

 

Of fluoride

 

I reside on the wrong side

 

Of the tracks, made of facts

 

Trainin thoughts, its rainin onslaughts

 

Drones hittin homes in new spots

 

The televised news rots, with word of a dudes crotch

 

That was burned by coffee that was too hot

 

Do NOT

 

Half step, cuz it could lead to your last breath

 

Time passes, and we forget

 

Get caught up and can no longer see, objectively

 

Whats happen-ing, cats grappl-ing with no hook

 

But plenty of bait, too many cant wait

 

To state their case, for place in the rat race

 

Its like watchin boney fingers tryin to cover a fat face

 

At a fast pace, always

 

Somethin left exposed, Ive expected pros

 

But met more cons, wannabe dons and shamans

 

Become prophets of their own demise

 

An ego grown to the skies

 

While the Soul stays buried, carried away ona whim

 

Its time to skim the gene pool

 

If Im seen as a fool, dont matter to me

 

Im watchin roaches scatter free, of will

 

Waitin for the kill-shot, I fill the spot

 

With a live vibe, and occasional diatribe

 

Glide on the wind, created in the beginnin

 

When only truth was spoken, before Spirits were broken

 

Back when all minds were open, free from conflict

 

A companion picked, to keep us from evolvin

 

One focused on ballin, the other on callin

 

All men, to arms, dont be swayed by the charms

 

Of a devil ina red dress, the level of stress

 

Mirrors a fault line, this is a salt rhyme

 

For the slugs, who choose to abuse drugs

 

Refuse hugs, out of fear, it should be clear

 

Which mind is truly your own, its time to end the vacation

 

And head home, the heart led to a poem bein created

 

The importance of internal silence can not be overstated

Anonymous ID: c94fc1 Sept. 9, 2018, 10:55 a.m. No.2947192   🗄️.is 🔗kun

nice work anon

these people are clever

fucking loving it

I had a thought….what if RR got replaced by Huber?

could it mean instant, large scale justice?

I ask because I am not versed in such things

was just a thought I had :)

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