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CHISELS & SHOVELS

Still counting the oscillating figures  
Cause some blue men have hairy triggers  
Sanctioned hitters for the States  
Increasing at astronomical rates
 
Other's will debate this validity  
Funny thing is, none look like me  
We don't see out of the same orbitals  
They always foresee it as justifiable  
 
That fact's more reliable than a Sunrise
Dead men tell no tales nor open any eyes  
Therein lies the rub-a-dub-dub historically  
It's the same old song like rhymes from nurseries  
 
Repeat after me; "I feared for my life"
Wounds don't heal 'til you remove the knife  
Centuries of strife incessantly accumilating  
While societal empathy is slowly creeping  
 
Patiently awaiting as I hurry up and wait  
For the date they'll make America great
Reducing the wakes families have to attend
When Officer Friendly truly becomes a friend  
 
Now I'll begin speaking bout the other side  
Where conditioning's caused a war outside  
Some whoride; the rest just choose to bang
Murking the vision of us being in the same gang  
 
It pangs me to constantly hear bout another death  
The streets are HELL'S KITCHENS without famous chefs  
DEFCON 1 for urban Souljas and their collateral damage  
We're trying to stop gun violence but they not getting the message  
 
Vestiges of peace becoming more difficult to find  
Many occupants of Earth's asylum are outta their minds  
Ties that bind are flying to the wayside  
Terrains are hilly as we continue to ride  
 
Saying goodbye prematurely to the lives lost
Cause jealousy and envy equate to hefty cost  
Frost on many hearts aren't budging to the chisels
Leading to more groundbreaking with heavy shovels  
 
Many blame the Devil for all of this violence  
But honestly, for me, I'd say I'm on the fence  
An advocate's defense is that it was all writ  
Mustn't he obtain GOD's divine permits  
 
Before he can place a hit on any entity  
It must be ordained by the holy trinity  
This isn't blasphemy in a stanza's form
It's biblically but going against the norm  
 
Storms come & go but flow with GOD's plan
If you know, you know; so you overstand  
Command & control goes to HIS free will  
Will you swallow a dose of the red or blue pill
Written by da_poetic-edifier (Damon)
Published | Edited 23rd Jun 2024
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