Category: Social Issues
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The Mother
I give to you willingly, yet you continually dig into me and take from me what shouldn’t be revealed. You gouge wounds that will never heal. I bestow on you My Harvest sown from my body. You want my body parts instead. You mine my essences. My life forces are bled dry. I’m poisoned, pillaged,…
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Freedom Seems Missing
Four YearsWill four years give me Freedom or ever revolving slavery? Campaign by campaign, my faith begins to wane. I’m wondering more if my votes added into this vein. Wars fought for international gains, we lose more than just our say. Will four years bring me Freedom? Will my lifetime see me weighed down, shackled,…
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Blinded by Social Vision
Watching social interaction, I’m wondering do they have a medication for this blurry mental vision? This sort of psychological cataract that presses me to hypocritical acts like talking smack about how proud I am to be black when like victims of my accusations, I mask my assets in embarrassment. I’m unconscious, disgusted, cursing cosmetics, AI…
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Street Artist
The mind manipulating musings of a confused genius who misconstrued true knowledge, thought he needed to have means to go to college, so he took for granted what God granted, how he could creatively express his life. He resented his ability to bless in text so he worshiped excess, cursed his less. Blasphemous myths against…
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Gotham City
They say every city has a soul. Some are built of glass and sunlight, but this one, this one is built in smoke. Welcome to Gotham. Welcome to Gotham. This gritty God damn city where venom breeds bedlam for seeded and the seedy. Metro of loss… these slabs of meat and steel. Try not to…
IAMBIC - I Am Barely In Control 