Rules and regulations are surely set to smother,
We are all under a watchful eye of big brother.
Every lie they come up with is for our own safety,
God almighty is the only one that can save me.
I see a squirrel chasing another one down the road,
In a war torn country a machine gun needs a reload,
What will it take for everyone to see the Devil's code?
Mentally preparing myself for things to get worse and worse,
Being born in these times seems like a gift but also a curse.
The power of prayer really works and to that statement I swear,
Ready for the zombie apocalypse, that's why I shave my hair.
Distractions are headlines, celebrity relationships and organised sports,
While they eat babies, pray on the weak, deceive us then see no courts.
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Is that you there, looking rather distinguished - shaved head?! lol.
Haha not me nope!
Does it slightly resemble someone we know, that pic? lol. We knows him, the two-initialled guy. His name might be Ernie Thompson or summat. lol.
It is Mac Miller, he's a deceased rapper.
I never knew that Mac guy. I've heard of Glenn Miller, as I'm aged about 150. lol.
A poem of warning well done
Cheers.
Cheers
Shaun, this has the feeling of someone standing in the middle of information overload and trying to separate truth from manipulation. The imagery jumps rapidly from squirrels to war zones to apocalypse fears and media distractions, which creates this restless atmosphere throughout. And beneath all of it sits that ongoing tension between fear and faith. Thought-provoking piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks pal, as long as we not on Satan's side lol.
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