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Anti-anti Energy

Now  
Take a look at the state of affairs today  
Broken systems, criminal injustices, homicides, violence by the police/racist mobs,  
Cultural strife and the madness by the media  
The United States, one shining city on a hill in the middle of a very large plantation  
Just burning, unlike Mississippi has ever seen before  
So-called economists predict the waves of supply and demand, inflation, market failures, its successes    
I don't have a Ph.D,  
But I know exactly what the hell I'm talking about  
Kenya and Uganda have strict anti-gay laws among other nations  
Yet the Asians, Far Eastern and European contract the laborers  
To build structures that they’re not allowed into  
Lay the framework after the schematics  
Then erect something by skilled hands  
Chisel the dignity into their buildings  
And for generations after, the kids strive for the same greatness, yet, they’re still enslaved  
Cause the opposition knows how to finish the people  
Fund both sides of the spiritual war  
Gay against straight, features, stereotypes, unfounded beliefs,  
I see, you have the plan to the hereafter  
Tell me, who are the real saints marching in first  
Practice what you preach, don’t bother me  
Cause bum ass energies,  
Fueled by a bum ass mentality, leads to bum ass behavior,  
Engaging in situations, meant to leave you dead in the streets  
The future leaders are waking up, however.  
No more games about the environment, education, incarceration  
Cause these so-called economists  
Predict the waves of supply/demand, inflation, market failure and the success of others  
We’re also talking about the flesh  
Wake up, and damn the distractions  
As a matter of fact, the tide is shifting to where we can’t unsee it  
Feed them the same shit they’re giving us  
Let’s see how it taste when the oligarchy is finished off the plate  
Eat the rich  
At the end of the day, bringing it in full circle  
We were plotted against so bad  
Men can’t even sip their pink lemonade through a straw, while holding a glizzy without being called gay  
No morale or sustainability in our whims, we just name call  
That’s where we fall and they win  
It’s cool to stay true to you, don’t fall victim to any anti-whatever cause it was meant to kill you too!  
Signing off, your Commander in Chief
Written by Ashley_M_Hardy (Cashley Marie)
Published
Author's Note
A whimsical piece to spread some understanding of colonization 2.0
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