when
sound
vibrates
at
high
frequencies
it penetrates
the thickest
of ear drums &
beats to tribal rhythms
which then bleeds letters
from the pens
of pugilistic poets
who pound words
into weapons
of mass reconstruction.
and then
there are tongues
who lick lightening &
strike souls
with thunderous tales told
to tame uncivil society
sick with supremacist systems
symptomatic of sucking
the source of life
from souls who sell
their subconscious states
for slippery promises.
but it takes a mind
out of touch
with the status quo
to go beyond the veil
in order to perceive
the fraility of the lies
buried deep beneath
the surface
which serves as the
very foundation
upon which
the infrastructure
of this present hell rests.
it takes a chest
filled with
the love of life
to reveal how
the deadly wheels
of this beastly system
turns to crush
the will of the people
into a sleeping submission.
and it takes
an unconventional wisdom
to rebel against
this supremacist
beastly system
which is known to either
clone its children or
drone its civilians
to stand
with resilience
against the fascist
villains stealing
even the light
from heaven
of the Son.
But despite this run
somehow
someway
some time
some where
led by someone
something
must be done
to remove
the parasitic invader
from the collective body.
and oddly
it is the duty of the poet
to compose liquid solutions
to cure the spreading
epidemic of confusion
bcuz in this flood
of ill information
we need more gil's
to survive during
the untelevised
revolution
from her-on.
and yes
the pen
is mightier
than the nuke
for when considering
the fact that
at its root
there is nothing
on earth
that can bring
an end to the truth
then just perhaps then
every poet will awaken
and begin to regroup
their thoughts
form a troop
to dispute
with united arms
what has been lost
to the politicians and bankers
who are intent
to pollute earth
with their absolute
corrupt powers
which have cursed
so many with sadness
as its the purpose
of the poet
to write the wrongs
of the world
which is the their
method to the madness.
but what has this
world to gain
from the absence
of ethics
but some strange
infected reality
as told
by media magicians
who cast spells
on uncritical audiences
thinking that
entertainment is not
a war front &
to be more blunt
there are sorcerers
who indoctrinate
the unsuspecting
in institutions of
higher learning
that are meant to
assimilate a segment
into an intellectual
stupor with
bacchanalian rites.
these are masters
of perverse arts &
wicked sciences
demonic doctors
of philosophy
who associate
with dragons
in dungeons of
darkness and fire.
ancient mystery
professors who
undresses minds
only to clothe them
with hidden signs & symbols
so now knowing this
Blacks must be nimble
to scale the serpent &
whites should seek not
to resemble the ones
who fell to merchant lust.
and for the poet
it takes a certain trust
in the transcendent
to bring these unseen
dimensions into being;
it takes a spiritual connection
to the source of inspiration
to provide souls lost with
an accurate revelation
bcuz in a world
suffocating from depression
truly inspiration is king
and it takes self sacrifice
to become a star &
shine bright from within
as night has fallen &
so many descend into
the darkness which this
heartless world spreads
which is why it is the poet
who must find the words
to bring to life those who
are living dead in the place
where shadows lurk,
for it is there
that a poet must be intent
to shed light instead &
rewrite the times
in which they exist
by using hot lead...
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