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Life...

what is it?

well, let’s think about that for a minute 

 

They say “life is what you make it”

yea, life is really somethin

but, get this...

against our will

we’re brought into this life naked

and we leave this life with nothin..

so what’s the point...right?

that’s life

 

a legacy?

c’mon now..

are we really as high and mighty as we make ourselves out to be?

no disrespect 

but

you’re a speck like I’m a speck

in which this planet’s infested with

but, here’s the plot twist....

as big as this world is

and that’s quite big..

we still manage to destroy it 

like David and Goliath 

but, what happens when David takes on the persona of the giant?

with nothing good left to fight for... now that’s irony at it’s finest

 

war?

oh lord, what for?

when we’re never really satisfied 

and we just want more and more..

it’s “god bless America “

until death comes knocking at your door...

Now, it’s “god dammit America “

as sweat drips out of every pore of the poor

oh, the poor poor...

like you and me

 

Poverty...

it’s taken everything I’ve got in me

to not wanna commit to robbery 

and I find that kinda bothering...

now, honestly 

we’re soo fuckin snobby 

with our noses in the air

we only look at what we wanna see...

When there’s people in this world 

that cant even afford property 

and every meal they eat

fells like they’ve just hit the lottery 

but, we overlook them in the streets 

cause we’re all fuckin boujee

#followme

do you follow me?

it’s sickening...

when you evaluate humanity  

it’ll really make you stop and think

that this life is just insanity

This poem is about: 
Our world

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