FlockingZ!!!

Storytelling to be accepted
Well known, loved or even liked
Knew of the dearly departed well
Kept talking thier wayz
Straight into spit fyahz of hell
No earthly  water could quench
No human can tame abundances
Of their own demise
Living and dying by what lyez
Insides the windows and doors
To their own zoul'z trapping
By way of dropping mics
Katana sharpened  doubled edges
Rearranging story lines
Piercing through the
Balderdash of wordy words
Divulging devilishly
Black or White, big or small
Embellishments or omitance
If it ain't the whole
And nothing but
Beloved WE far too old
To not know deceit lies in lies
Wagging tounges
Taking our own livez.
Speak to be listened to,
Stop talking to be herd!!!