Do I need to have
A hundred percent energy
At every, single moment?
Will someone please
Permit me to breathe.
I do not want to live, hearing the crashing of seas
From the inside of my bloodstream.
Maybe I just want to not speak,
Sit close, with the breeze
And birds around me for company
So I can feel how it is
To just
Be.
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The Government’s Treason
The government took more lives than any criminal I’ve known. Calling it a pandemic but death ain’t hitting their homes. Oil rigs causing cancer next to a colored home. No healthcare reform they wanna abolish what we own. Taxes on the rise that’s without representation, telling us it’s about black lives but they really just keep taking them. No convictions for killer cops, but they tell us the world changing. Athletes getting paid more than soldiers who’s risking their lives daily. The poor flood the streets from paper generalized evacuations. And I really don’t wanna talk about the food homogenization. The laws made for man but the government just keep breaking them. It’s really just a constitutional right of slavery. We’re not free we’re a number, sold off for some money but that’s just capitalization. If it’s in God we trust then the world seems faithless. Marching on the domesticated curses of liberations. The power to the people why we really gotta keep saying that? Protesting for protection from systemic racism. Can’t speak about love in a country built on hatred. The trespassing, the treason, the catalyst voted in office because it’s about power and greed yes. The man with the money make the power and power take the land, place us in contracts because they’re working for someone else. Are they really for the people, I think it’s economical. Waiting on Armageddon because god remains so powerful. Bowing to technology and the science of fiction, they got robots but no cure for the cancers that’s living. When is God gone get enough maybe this the ending. We are on borrowed times so it’s really the beginning. We need more fearless people to stand up to make a difference. The legislation isn’t for us, neither is any other branch of government that’s existing. Freedom never rings around here we’re still waiting on the bell, public school systems set up to make you fail. Jails overpopulated I know it gotta be hell. Where is the secret service because we secretly need some help. Calling out for the justices we fending for ourselves. Crime rate and gun laws a contract to our wealth. Mortality legalized when its contradictory to our health. Serial killers in offices masterminding their plans. On the front line greeting us without shaking our hands. Divide and conquer control and cease funny how every kid wanna be who they see on tv. Misled and distracted by the world’s populations. No leadership to trust because it’s all about that paper. Dead presidents on mountain Rushmore but we still sending them praises. Funny how we honor life in the death of our appraisals. Hollywood snatch your innocence then wonder why you hate them. Violence in the streets as we keep protesting for changes. It’s the silence of the meek that really has us blameless. Justice should be a reform and a congressional obligation. Peace is all we want and to be freed from the enslavement. America’s on our backs likes its a republic occupation. Death before dishonor, is not the land of the bravest.
By Charelle Landers2 days ago in Poets
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