The Lie (Poem)

Retelling the same story Getting picked off one by one We don’t know how to talk to each other Better at hating than showing up The disease that we call addiction is more cunning than can be discerned It doesn’t start when we dance with the devil Or live a lifestyle of chasing dirt If The People have been corrupted They didn’t yield by happenstance Where did the dirt come from? Who taught the devil how to dance? The truth is so baffling So deceptive and insideous So manipulative and progressive So relentless and obscene The truth is so simple That very few can truly see A world bewitched by confusion is based on a The Lie that we call a ‘The System’

Altar of Jabo (Poem)

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Humina humina humina hummmm
Ommmmmmmmmmm
The altar of Jabo is prepared for offerings Bow down to Jabo or face the repercussions Jabo is our only hope for survival Forget all the people who survived Covid If you don’t bow down to Jabo we all will die Forget that Israel owns the jabs and the fake news

Political Ping Pong

I am one-hunnit picent fed-up with all you sheeple who maintain your pledge of allegiance to the two-party scam. Every time your chosen tyrant makes it into office, you forget all the promises they suddenly forget they made, and then furthermore support whatever tyranny they want to enforce because it somehow suits your needs at the moment. Then when the G-Bird tilts to the other wing, you are suddenly infuriated that the other side is exercising the same tyranny that you had previously supported.

The Sapphire and the Snakes (Parable)

Once upon a time, there was a fierce tribe of poets who reigned the hills of foresight with the fire in their words. The hills were surrounded by snakes who secretly wanted to be like the poets, but the snakes were too imbecillic so they decided to take the poets words as their own.

Biden the Tyrant (Poem)

Biden the Tyrant And his yellow gang of scrooges Uprooting impunity with an intricate web of lies They got their hooks in Daughter Zion Wrapped in perfectly packaged silk As they repeatedly regurgitate the carcass trapped inside

The Narrative (Poem)

God bless America Halelujia The government is here for you All those times you got lied to and swindled by politicians was all because you didn’t vote Yezzzireebub When you dont vote Politicians magically become crooks and liars So vote like your life depends on it Because it does

SELLOUT (Poem)

Sellout a stadium You think you’re something special Push millions of albums You think you’re something else Try so hard to get on Then forget where you came from Just cuz you talk about it Don’t mean you know where you are

Outta Hand (Poem)

Gettin hurbed by hurbs Gettin penned with the sheep Gettin played by chumps This is all outta hand Can’t say what ain’t kosher Can’t believe what is true Can’t fight with what we don’t have This is all outta hand

Another day in the pen… (Poem)

Another day trapped in the sheep pen Gettin fed all typa feed Camped up right side the sheep gate Waiting for my chance to flee I don’t know what they be sayin But I know it ain’t for me Cuz allz I know is I can see and what I see is blasphemy

Take it How You want It (Poem)

I say what I say And you can take it how you want it I’m not oblidged to try to change your mind I don’t need to answer your questions Or react to your antics Or partipate in your boorish mind games If you can’t understand what I’m saying Then I’m not talking to you I don’t explain myself And I don’t pander to tools