Days of Last
Their mouths say they love
The eyes show no rest
They catch feelings not in a true reality
But one from dominant dogma
The illusion of a weary bombing
The carrot and no horse without the gallop
Statements of i had a notion...
Deep parables of i really dont know what im doing
Grooming dictatorship so that it goes down easy
And the false patriarchy of heathens with no Melanin
Read a book with pictures only
Making it up as they go
So we sniff anxiety
We smoke fear
And we drink uncertainty
Walking on glass with tender feet
Footprints that only step in previous imprints
Notice how the Sun seeks us through hazel skies
Man made perception of rains that are hoarded for ransom ......
Days of last no reasoning....
I need a signal reset
A Emberline
A Scriptura
A Aftertounge
A Clarity Shard
Something better......
I guess i wrote my on prescription....
©️thelyricalexodus #tresduravia
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