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Games We Play

Left wing; Right wing
It takes two wings to fly

No uniting; constant fighting
All birds will surely die

Elephants; Asses
Truancies from classes

Cyclops that can't see
Each in need of glasses

Black guy; White guy
Different shades of gray

Red fellow; mellow Yellow
Carmelo fade away

Written by da_poetic-edifier

(Damon)

Published 28th Jan 2022

#conflict #death #politics

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Re. Games We Play

I_IS_ME

28th Jan 2022 2:31am

We think that we may have missed some of your pieces dude. But we will be returning to catch up on your pieces. Now as for this piece the flow is tight, especially for a political piece. Everything about it is totally relevant, only we will say there is only one party with the illusion on many. The many headed snake rises from a single body. Tight work dude

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da_poetic-edifier (Damon)

28th Jan 2022 3:27am

Thanks bro. You're absolutely right about that snake. Sort of like Medusa's hair. Appreciate you taking the time to read and comment.

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Re. Games We Play

SweetKittyCat5

28th Jan 2022 6:32am

Your intellectual ponders depicts a woven narrative from the racism, political ramifications, to crime upon our own, what didn't you leave out; very informative, and it's frightening because you speak of the truth through the sources of your blatant metaphors, my King

Good morning to you and enjoy your Friday as it unfolds