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Innovation
Under the shit Curse I wrote ten versus,
But none of them was just to boast, or shout my name, I know my worth is,
I know what my work is, my focus my purpose,
Cuz my words are in surplus,
when serpents they surface,
I'm
Conserving my sentence to service the servants,
New birth of urgent earthly surges where mmenergy merges,
I'm perfectly placed to be first in the trenches to further dimensions,
Defer the defection affirm the affection,
I'm stable projecting through favourable methods,
I'm rejecting the labels that some body gave us,
I don't care to be famous, some venomous anus,
Ill forgo all the haters and movers and shakers,
I'll stay off all the playlists
I'll stay underrated,
I'll be the narrator,
I'll deal with you later like my innovation,
I weep shamanic tears, to heal the pain in the,
Masses and fascism classism, and bastards,
That Cash in on capitalism,
Plus the Rats getting trapped in Black Friday madness un,
War mongering Callous cunts, who you need just as much help as the rest of us,
To register, that power from fear just isn't a power.
That has longevity without imploding on itself,
But, The shift may come, so some son of suns,
May shine the light on sons of guns,
And we will heed the strength of love.. families, unity, one love Community,
Zeitgeist type of mind when we see the beauty in,
Working for each other rather than against is the biggest win..
Don't get it twisted Man I get the yin and yang
And for life to keep existing death must come hand in hand,
And that light without darkness blinds the site of man,
but the fucking scales have been tipped way to much,
It's like a Mother Nature violation and every vibrant place has,
Been raped an pillaged killing our conscious connection,
Staving ourselves of oxygen, killing
Forests and plantations,
Maybe the aims to lower every conscious vibration,
Or our ability to feel connection, when we're supposedly connected,
Dumbed down, less affected,
One life self obsessed,no proof of resurrection,
And even this is guessing but something in my chest is,
Unsettled every time I switch on terrestrial tv,
Or click some fucking seedy,
Pathetic YouTube link,
To instant karmic justice where a bully gets his face punched,
Which offers me, and millions of others, easy Gratification,
Switch to a cheap sleazy wank and free pontification,
Sex slaves sex sells series links perplexing spells,
Netflix, discovery, sky Atlantic Now, all really
Wowed an bound,
Quick cures, slack jaws, masked lords have your,
Need to feel unique, on there story boards,
Work, Bills, I'm bored, only showing gratitude, for the sake, of getting more,
Torn between vanity and morality money and charity,
Standing out or vanishing, fighting or accepting, the fucking anguish in,
Existing is baffling, I question it happening,
Is this really reality or is everything actually,
imaginary and magically gathered in thoughts, by matter and physicality,
