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Oct 2019
With myΒ Β eyes wide shut
I subconsciously see everything
Does this mean that i'm woke
Or just imagining a silhouette of the unseen.

We being controlled

We view what they want us to see
Uncontrollably tuned into their truthfully lying frequency
Playing and dancing to the tune of souless enslaved money machines
Chasing the glow of the golden sun
Tears soaked overhydrated flowers
yet we were the ones in history that planted these seeds

Watering and feeding our twisted beliefs
While reaping the rewards from wars and the souls that war feeds

The Human Race

Silently we already admitted defeat
Never learning from history
We rather tend blindly to rinse and repeat
Which unwittingly means
We never in history practiced what we preached

This earth has a desease
It's Intoxicating the air
Like choking on oxygen
It's screaming to breathe
It's Infested with chaos
The Modern day Doomsday
Helplessly knowing
Only when the earths finally cloaked in death..... will it leave.
The earths tears helplessly captured in flowing rivers,
It sustains while we destroy
When will it end.
Written by
Faizel Farzee  34/M/South Africa
(34/M/South Africa)   
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