Time of the Season
Bliss Within Circumference
This time of the season
Where people give praises to Jesus
All of a sudden
Bliss is within my circumference
What happens when the shade is removed
The gloom resurfaces and hatred resumes
Fahrenheit fumes
Wreak havoc when the bills overdue
pointing fingers at the victims
foreshadowing
The past was a battered scene
Led to be
A dangerous breed
To the lavish seat
The devilish peak, pyramid schemes
Where the king Akhenaton seats
Bleak characters enslaving the weak
Modern day Israelites pistol fight
Succumb to the trenches
Orchestrated by henchmen
Behind the government fences
Which you've become enamored
Using our weakness as catalyst
Feed vanities leeches and scavengers
Overlook like they do the police
Provocateurs are disturbing my sleep
Rioting streets
Now every soul is fighting for peace
If theres such a thing
Like trying to subdue feral beast
Removing their teeth
A pasture of sheep
Graze on inadequate feats
Cognitive hardly
When theres many that sleep
Soundly nestled
Quiet under their sheets
About the Creator
Kenneth Davis
I'm grateful to have this gift. Thanks for allowing me the opportunity to share these with you. Thank you for your continued support.
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