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Set My People Free

There's something I want to talk about... Who am I kidding, I have to rhyme. I want to go on a walk about, and try to reset my mind. Stuck in a rut, It's getting harder to stear. The salt in my cut, My bad luck made clear. Who gives a fukk, we know our ending is near. The mire and muck is the effect of our fear. Just like the theatre that went up in flames. Echoes of things said is all that remains. Look at all the walking dead, Their bloodlust sustains. Took a shot straight to the head, damaging their brains. I'm tired of people telling me, How to think, who's to say how to feel. The lies that they been sellin' me. The letters in ink are not even real. I'm spyed on by an enemy, that I never waged war with, to whom I appeal. 'Pharoah, set my people free!' 'Dont Tread On Me', I bear His seal. There's some kind of haunting cloud of doubt. Permeating into the heart of mankind. Keeping me in when I want out. God only knows what I'll find. A buck for some smut, your paycheck for pleasure. A shot in the butt, Gee, I hope you feel better. Who gives a fukk, we're all stuck in bad weather. I'm moving my rook, To this game, we are tethered. Where are the teachers, who preaches, who trains? Too many creatures, that feed on disdain. Get on with the feature or I'm gonna complain. I payed for this seat, but it's causing back pain. I'm sick of people judging me, This hypocrisy is always the same old spiel. Their disguises are all the same to me. Two fingers for peace, one ready to kill. I've tried to face my enemy. The weight of the world, trying to get me to kneel. Terror. Let my people be. Set my people free! Our Prophecy is real. Your error, is when you Tread On Me. Set my People Free! We bear His seal. Written by: Michael Taylor July 14th. 2021 ©


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July 15th 2021  

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