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Time of the Season

Bliss Within Circumference

By Kenneth DavisPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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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

slam poetry
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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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