Dear mother father
Please don't fall down
Don't fumble the ball
Don't break your crown

Dear mother father
Please stand up tall
What will I become
If stability stalls

Why are you crying
And holding your head
Please mother father
Get out of bed
Stay in your lane
Pass that **** joint
Dear mother father
What was the point?

It's a war torn reality
Over there
Crazy world rebels
Blind religious fear

Inhumane atrocities
Caught in the camera's eye
Look how quick
A hundred humans
Are no longer left alive

I'd say we're blessed
We're over here
And freedom is the norm
'Cause crazy world
Could creep up
And take us like a storm
...........

Their words
Speak of love
Exceptence
And tolerance
But by their action's
My soul has Been
Set free

I wasn't the only one
Perhaps you've seen it too
Or felt the vacuum void
Of life that's been
Consumed

Or even heard
The voices moan
Woven in time lapse
Without ever a warning
Compass or a map

Shadows gather
Black and grey
The place where
Entropy itself decays

Approaching  
The netherworld
My vision
Starts to fade
Have you ever
Caught a glimpse
Of what's
Beyond the grave?

The poetic mind
Can only be studied
In an observational
Capacity

Any attempt
Of measurement
Would surely
Effect the out come
Resulting in a chaotic
Reaction

It appears
Sub poetic particles
Prefer to remain
Unobserved
In their natural order
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