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Mental Monopoly


The post stand alone

In darkness waiting

For chances to steal 

Ravage and savage 

The phantom froze

From staged clones


Silly races of 

Stale faces with

frail placements 

Chalking statements 

Of racist vacant 

In rooms filled

Of emergency room patients


The wonders of fake payments

Brushed across bond pages

The arrangements of fated 

Encounters of grave spaces 

Inked by contracts on contact

To compact throwing bombs back


The call back of names

Written in tall arrangements 

The identity theft

Transformed life to corpse

As if life morphed 

And went back and forth 

With a womb moored at ports


Sort this misery

The gambles of centuries 

Clock towers of bigotry

In the suit wearing industry 

Show up to the front office 

With a bond and false memories


The temperature rises

With dirty lies hiding

Behind a creature of Hyde’s island

Married to the paul bearer

Six feet deep

The tall terrors

The thought of mall mailers 

Delivery to warehouse receipts 

Stand off to stare defeat

Right at its feet to meet

The maker on paper 

Sharper than a 

Shape up with a taper


Made a fool by schools

Taught to make loops

Information overload 

Same thing overly told

Verbalized bold

Packaged and flipped 

Like dope to fiends 

Zombified with a lean


Robbed by pen swipes

And pin stripes of masked 

Devils with shovels

Of ego and rebels

2020 started with several

Sold more scams 

Bull dozed rams 

The sanity foretold realms

Mistaken for prophecy 

Replacing common sense

With mental monopoly


This shit has to stop 

The clock ticking 

The watched sticking 

The block pigeon 

Watching the streets missing 

Then sneak dissing

To cover up 

discrete missions


Intuition sat down

For a breather

From a dead beaver

While leave it 

Couldn't receive it

The lies told 

Seen it

To believe it

Was bullshit

From horse shit

Who hoard shit

For greed and extortion


The day will come

Every penny will run

Darker hues from suns

Punching tickets to witness

The circus of raining digits


Singing and banging

Dancing and graving 

Bodies of made men

The mob will pay then


Watching aged grins

Boxers with grey chins

Warriors of caged men

Breaking the bank in

Taking back what we paid in

Exchanges of paid rents

To save ships 

That crave sense


The mental anguish

in sacred containments

Magician who arranged it

The price for deranged men

In blood with strange print


The cost of the living

Sin’s never forgiven

The father never showed 

Praying for fools gold

From stories were truth fold

From mouths that grew mold

Then buried without tombstones


The watchmen has clock in

Flipping scripts and division

Thoughts of superstition

From warped perceptions

Dancing with deception

The day has come

All hail your armageddon

 

Erased in 11 seconds

Confiscating all your weapons

Victory roars from tall mountains

To hidden oasis in fountains

Pyramid schemes to vivid dreams

Thoughts of visions gleams

Railroad with thicker steams

Crooks from distant streams


America fell silent

Original inhabitants riot

Poking fun at space science

With visions that turned violent


Annihilation and destruction

Strings cut from puppets

Stage set on fire 

Freethinkers not for hire

Living out our desires

With intentions of reaching higher

Flicking ash from rusty tires

Clothes from distant buyers


The rebuild of sacred space

Forged through cosmic tapes

Rewind the set lines 

Rescripting plays from stays 

From frequent flies 

To live out our lives

Giving Big Momma a hi-five

Remember to stock high

Expansion from all tribes

Preaching with high vibes

This our divine time

 
 
 

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