Observations

What'd I see, happening
Occuring in front of me
White brown yellow african
all involved in tragedies
Assaults and battery
All sorts of travesties
far beyond fathoming
daily dose of damages
These clowns think their funny
Boiled down they're some sort of savages
Actions come with no form of apologies
Survival less likely than lottery
I grew up resisting lock and key, and poverty
but on the streets, probably, honestly,
all to see is awful scenes,
all I see is, horsemen,
apocalyptic swordsmen, sure thing,
swords swing, draw string, closing,
final curtains, this earth return to dirt land
Praying Obama see a third term,
Don't let it be her turn or worse,
That earthworm, couldn't earn my respect if he alone, made the earth turn
That's not my main concern though
We jog to church, backwards, barefoot on dirt roads
Shit in the eyes of the guys in third row
Are we meant to be grateful it ain't turd though?
According to her, yes,
According to me, no
Gotta watch out, potholes sow the streets home
triplets of drains, are you supersticious
I do believe so
Haiku's and pre-wrotes,
highlight no sleep zones,
By night time I creep home,
no streetlights guide me though
My high beams shine brightly so
I go all night no sleep making moves to see Jeez cause down on knees don't give me hope
Proud strides shroud pride in conFIDEnt movements
The end of the world and I keep on moving