Lost in contextual warfare
We truly have no word to spare
If we should ever get a clue
On what we believe to be true
Matter of mind, remind later
Learn to spell out endless chatter
Wouldn't mind bending heuristics
Around unfortunate metrics
Another morning to reset
The pawns on which the sun will set
And some times feel like providence
Made so you could tell evidence
Morality monopoly
Lobotomized territory
Hide luck beneath the thinking feed
Be mindful of the word you breed
Jun 5, 2021
Jun 5, 2021 at 9:02 PM UTC
Lost in contextual warfare
We truly have no word to spare
If we should ever get a clue
On what we believe to be true
Matter of mind, remind later
Learn to spell out endless chatter
Wouldn't mind bending heuristics
Around unfortunate metrics
Another morning to reset
The pawns on which the sun will set
And some times feel like providence
Made so you could tell evidence
Morality monopoly
Lobotomized territory
Hide luck beneath the thinking feed
Be mindful of the word you breed
If words were a medication this would be quite the strange disease
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