A bit to sit and think on.

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Dem gitty gags danglin’ like titty sags

Stranglin’ with pity hags manglin’ red shitty rags

Da house will fall, da house will fall!

Cheerin’ rear ends watchin’ fearin’ God folks crotchin’

Mere end tossin’ words go lost and cost ‘em

It ain’t propaganda, it’s the law, its society, it ain’t me

Blameless shameless tainted brainless famous faceless racists

Baitin’ and tradin’ the young minds mistaken for right or wrong

Force ‘em out wit a thong on, call ‘em all wrong

Sing that fuckin’ swan song, string ‘em all on

But it’s red, but it’s blue, I can’t be evil, has to be you

Mirrored terror shared and bared by echo chambers

Tears apart sworn swears at heart from stares that mark a loss

Collapse, the thought, dem critters brought unease until it costs, we mourn

But torn might be, though worn we’ll see, the rise won’t simply flee

Eat the rich, dem sons of a bitch, spoiled and toxic they itch

Scratches that won’t be coped, see fascists commune with large scopes

Controllin’ thought and the view and emotion

Blamin’ me, blamin’ you, but they never broken

All the isms and ists are equally involved in the shit

Riddin’ way, they out here pavin’ days and gravin’ caves

Hidden behind your timid ways, they safe to play

It’s all okay. It was okay. It’s not okay. Okay?

Little blue and red pillin’, arguin’ while they chillen

Pointin’ fingers, never at the villain

Dim witted, but lit fitted, signals with no virtues, they down wit it

They down witted, they down wit it, they down witted, they down wit it

Dem social, comments, they roast though, violence, more ists or isms

As woke as closed third eyes, we plead, we cry, and thats how we die

By Mark Delaware

From: United States