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When the clock strikes SIX

When the clock strikes six in the morning
Tension demons awaken around the nation  
Although I’ve created a safe haven
Minimizing the minion effect
I still exit on occasion and breathe their carcinogens
Obstacles we perceive as monumental
Mole hills
Compared to the mountains our Ancestor’s ascended
We failed to follow
Our sense of moral obligation and responsibility is hollowed
The mainstream
Dwelling in the Belly of the Beast
Seek Peace with the Authority
Feeling a false sense of security
The Black privileged have negotiated unconditional surrender
Right under our noses with Presidents and Major Share Holders of Global Conglomerates
It seems every Darkie with long green has jumped into Babylon with both feet above the knees Calling friends and family to join in the festivities because the “Water’s just Dandy!”
Why do I smell Treachery?
There’s something terribly wrong with relying on a sworn Enemy of so many
For everyday necessities
I’m constantly begging the Heavenly to delivery me and mine from its grip before Osiris’ inevitable verdict;
Cosmic Karma finds us guilty of countless crimes committed against Nature and Humanity; simply for being accessories to the Defendant
Written by DaddyPhantom (DaddyPhantomPhotoTron)
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