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Jul 2021
The type that given credence
to the gutter dramatics of low-scale hybrids
or bothers about the malicious tirades of the semi-illiterates
or is fazed by the odious antics of the afflicted indentures
would be the type that had been subjugated to that evolution
and had grown eaten and slept alongside them in their sewers
such type would have either died, detained or fled long long ago

As it is I see what ****** ignorance
social and educational limitations and stunted minds does
I see how shame and guilt fights tooth and nail to hide
and I see how moral and ethical bankruptcy buoys weak witlessness
I hear them talk yet do not understand their street lingo
I see desperate acts by desperate nobodies yet it means nothing to me
though rather pitifully one senses their dire need to always battle
they all have a perceived complex of being slighted and thus
nurse the belligerence to always over dramatize and over-compensate  

I am far from numb or insensitive
neither am I a ******* who welcomes hostilities
but since I have not deliberately courted their displeasure
other than confront a gang of thieves and extortionists who swore me
vengeance for daring to call them by their professional names
I see no reason why I should fell threatened or intimidated by morons
dare I call their acolytes, errand boys and vigilantes by their expressed acts
And the truth is I cannot invest my valuable emotions on acts
and behaviours that mean nothing to me
If it truly did would I not be dead, detained or have fled by now
you betcha!
Yenson
Written by
Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
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   Khaab
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