Don't lose hope but don't be so dumbfounded either,
Not a gangsta rapper, just a humble modern day believer.
Wake up, turn off the television screen and pick up a book,
Programmed by the broadcasters who are leaving you shook.
Watching out for occult colours and symbolism,
To spread awareness, that's my only mission.
Switching off from the truth is tough when God won't let you,
Majority can only see through that small vestibule view.
My rhymes are all assorted like some Pick n Mix,
These female celebrities really all have dicks?
Impossible to answer every question that my mind has,
Use discernment as these times are flying by really fast.
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Near the end of your poem - one question must be answered. Where is Eddie Taylor, or some guy of the same initials? We knows him! lol.
Who? Haha.
Changing times whether just the hour or the decade. Well written in good rhyme and meter.
Appreciate it.
You are welcome
I 'got' about every third line, which only means that my experiences are different, but having read your stuff for some time, I know where you are coming from.
Hope you keep going.
Thanks pal, I know some of my stuff is weird at times haha.
Shaun, this is an energetic portrait of a mind attempting to sort genuine concerns from speculation. The humor gives it personality, while the more provocative assertions reveal why skepticism must also be directed toward our own conclusions. Challenging work, my friend! 🖤🙏
Thanks pal!
well done
Thanks!
Some questions have no suitable answers 😔
Totally!
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