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Young and gifted, timelines shuffling hubris
Surviving endemic, struggles not a gimmick
Living life unseen, dreaming 2b seen. live and directed
Holding stacks for market stunts, matters not facts, haunt
Followers encamp, social media stamped per clique, likes
Verified and legitimize, willing to die for the lie invented
Hands off, child’s play, governments slow to react on Co-Vid paydays
Chasing white ways to bring back Broadway, down side street parlays
No police sweeps upon roads least travelled, neighbors battle status
Unravels’ by throes of rivalry, chivalry is quickened to death in no fly zones
On sight is now the norm for eliminating closed circuit captures of disrespect
Vex is the side-show of stay at home sequesters, as parties strictly mingle to gather
Beef is cooked on consignment, as metes are bound by lines drawn, ghetto senses
Building consensus marches on plazas, while snipers scope out minds from verandas
Preaching JUST US! JUST US…..in all eyes seeing, pickets don’t stop, as an end all meaning
Dream on 21st Century, time done stopped in-between hands of ten and two leaning
One time, stops by twelve, meaning the beating of riot gear police, like two sticks is eleven
On code, is a necessity to protect the neglected and shield the infected from re-infecting
Affecting a world full of change, as dollars are tossed from SpaceX launches to space out stations
Sometimes it makes me wander, but not too far, as mellow messages, Flash across far & between
No meme is an aspiration, kept on the down low, as the subliminal messages are a constant
Now human race is the groupthink of those predators out hunting the trophy called demise
Disguised as patriotism of one kind or another is fast tracking the unwise to follow fascist dis’course
Arguments are brought to carry on traditions way out to pasture, as red rages in flyover states
Now we all gonna have a say, of a say what aesthetic, now ain’t that just prophetic, in public
Rise above it all, or fall all the way down from heights unlike Kilimanjaro, as the upside bout 2b down
From the plains, to the forest, when that final tree falls, maybe then we will have seen enough to finally listen
Unsound is bound 2b such a crash, unless you look beyond the thickets of circuitry of prevailing virtual reality to finally use that Jungle Eye frequency to forge ahead……
