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No Classrooms Needed (The Credence Of Yesterday)

Millennium ideas of falsehood to give sense to debauchery in whose sacred name      
The signed Constitution of course tells me my presence in society has already been maimed        
Hope for all, is the effect of systematically drugs flushed in impoverished communities, faces of poster children for the dope game    
Fate has a way of reversing a diabolic coin  
Fentanyl introduced, the wave given to babies in wombs, drug addicts, before the first cry after being born  
Manmade chemicals to revive the body in an induced state, not invented to save the generation to continue 'our' reign, as crowns of gold upon our intellect, we have already worn    
   
The truth is evident of the past that once was    
Destiny cannot be altered in time, it is ordained to occur from above  
You are not the people, and neither am I as we chat peaceful needs to the Heavenly skies        
Lift the blinders and open your Third Eye        
Can’t you not see the horses in the race are not ran by the keepers such as you or me        
Humanity thrives on a red and blue tug of war, foreign policies exempt from taxes, global finances borrowed from my Strawman’s account, payments for reparations from birth is long overdue        
The Gross National Product, a failing economy, a bankrupt deficit, rebuilding other countries, yet we cannot shelter the homeless or provide citizens with farm grown healthy foods    
Wealthy only begot the rich, of old money  
No social handouts will be given to the poor, in the land of Milk and Honey        
        
Time is progressing in a hastened direction, living is the ones whose DNA’s is slowly being altered by the plan of annihilation under the government’s power        
Nana proteins binding with remnants of MRNA, mutating receivers of an inoculated virus, forced vaccines, denied screams in the darkest hour        
The cynics hushed by forgotten science, the truth coming in the morning, it does not matter the gender, color, or ethics of an expecting mother        
People of high ranking within both political parties are shifting our livelihood  
And yes, they could  
   
Unexpected unemployment is climbing, my mouth confesses, you must learn to save for better days  
Changes are in the wind, it will take more than one prays  
One foot on your job, savings/checking account dwindled, now both feet on the street  
When the times of economy and civilization, needs do not meet        
All you now see are vaccine clinics on every block        
In the past, taking away society freedoms when I say, I refuse, therefore, up the wager of death with falsified tallies, and you still asking me, why not        
2030 agenda the UN Revelation, the new prophecy        
Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness are not for the refusers who still want to see stars at night, and sunrises while glancing out beyond the seas        
        
We all walk around on this earth trying to sell the idea of being kind, our heart worthy of praise        
Where can you go, what can you do when the government has an ulterior hidden agenda obscured as a classified page        
Mass hysteria, minds controlled, media propaganda to separate in rifts of division, it’s the new cause of rage        
And here I was always worried why can’t we all just get alone        
Churches erected in the name of faith, heads bowed in silence for an hour, intellects still cannot atone        
        
This world is aging one day at a time        
What are we leaving the younger generation in reminisces when experiments are done to us in the sublime        
Peace, we march for in the streets        
Gun violence occurring daily as poverty meets        
A promised education you are prepped to get        
No employment to pursue the American dream as to be labeled the new white class as being fit        
Global warming        
Planets aligning, Mother Nature’s cruelty upon lands, festering in seas to give populations death and destruction without warning        
We are moving to the crest of dark times        
Money will no longer be evident, consumerism by hand swipe, dilated pupils entered upon the chimes        
        
Be vigilant when seeking the truth        
Do research, and become your own sleuth        
        
Selah  
   
 
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