It’s war, it’s war, it’s war!






……..Even with our evolutionary advantages, it’s world war three, and ain’t nobody ask me, what’s my fee, when I no longer can see, or hold my wife and babies in my arms, they talk about it like it’s a storm, and the only things we need to worry about is our farms; all the love is gone, got these idiots making bombs, and I bet you think I mean Hamas. The faces on the news are just puppets and muppets, with strings and things controlling their subjects. Israel ain’t been Israel since biblical times, it’s become the world’s ulcer, humanity should’ve never been on top, I sense we about to drop, this is what we do with power, these lessons are buried under our feet, and still we repeat, maybe it’s a genetic flaw and we’re meant to fall.    


  • Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 6th, 2023 15:52
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  • dtrusss

    Thought provoking, homie! Love it. Off the power trip and poetic. I dig

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