Shadow Dance



Before power licentious

Loquacious tongue blabs

Speak Economists misty

As Economy wanes drifty

Power of money and muscle

Make the poor's fossils.

On which the tycoons fly

Flags of success gleefully.

Intuitive India in illusion

Delusion and hallucination

Dances as shadow, as nation's

Desperados' fusion-music sounds.

The meek by caprice paints

Bleak future of great pains

Some swarm, warmly swear

Behind PM, calm, the pied piper!

"In 10 years you won't remember his name" chirps the 30 yr old self help ******* who thinks he is smarter than everyone born 1989
"In three months you won't remember her voice" blabs the inane buzzfeed writer, fresh out of college and master of that subtle tone of superiority
*******, I'm not living  in three months from now, it's today and her voice rings in my ears, her face is burned into my eye lids and her name may taste bitter on my tongue but I still know the ******* taste
Stop telling people to not live in their momentary emotions, don't tell my sister to not be heartbroken, his name hurts her now and she deserves to feel that pain
Don't live in the imaginary painless future, live in the wonderful, terrible, awe inspiring now

Here, here, here I am,
A blabbing fool that blabs
Withing the limits of his will
Here, in the mirror I am,
A dusty face looking at glass
Looking at thoughts, gathered always around
In a cloudy mess
Never, never, no
It shall never be
All those stories stacked up there
I shall never live to see
Strings, strings, all around me,
Reality's quite dull
It isn't very funny
It saddens me a lot
Being grounded for life
With thoughts above the sky.
A pea born and dead in blackness
It can only tell what it feels
And it ***** its meat around
So other meats can hear.
Never, never, no
Never shall I know
What it feels like being something more.
No, never, no
Never shall I know
A story other than my petty own.
No, no.. Never, oh
I'll never leave this current form
It is what it is
And it can never be something else
No, no..
Another passing thought
Never to be caught
There it flies on,
While I'm cemented in the ground
There, there..
Now born, now dead,
There's the thought and then it's gone
All along.. Never to be..
For as long as it will
Be given time to fly
Under its own will
There, there..
It will search for you, doe
Always.

I wish they had an app where you could record yourself making vague responses like:
Oh yea?
Mhmm.
Really?
Uh huh.
No kidding.

And then could answer a phone call with said app, which would play all of these pre-recorded responses intermittenly while the person on the other line blabs a bunch of ******* drunken nonsense to someone who they believe is listening.

Ive struggled with who I am,
for a good minute.
The beautiful intelligent friend of mine,
has lost her mind.
I might be going home soon.
I'm not addicted I swear.
I just miss them.
Well maybe I miss you too.
Who knows.
Who cares.
These are just blabs
that happen in the middle of the night.

Waiting anticipation for the debate to begin
Rhetoric with condemnation answers sin
Watching Yelling at our television set
Lacking truth Moral values not met

American’s fate Survival on the line
Was the Mudslinging worth our time?
Debate Not presidential consequential
Opponents actions portrayed as less wise

Despicable Moderators should apologize
Obvious with one Opponent they strategize
Moderators bias jabs, ******* blabs
Verbal attacks, *** for Tat

It was Hard to watch that
A Condescending Smirk on Her face
Drive by at assault pace lack of grace
Demand true transparency, feeding lies

Fit to be tied Smoldering Anger in His eyes
Each slipping their words in edgewise
Price of freedom Americans, who have died
Lies, Lies, Lies, Standard denies

Polar opposites no middle ground
She was Light on policy only rhetoric found
An absolute Waste of American’s time
Frustrating to watch their demise grind

She claims to unite all people yet
Policies Devision in our county she met
More tax middle class No love lost there
Children lost in the shuffle without Care

****** expressions, grotesque stares.
Fraternizing with the enemy dares
Both sides Claim victory media mob
News all spout the same headline blob

They only print they want you to know
Propaganda from the word go
Battle grounds dug pull out the rug,
Voter harvesting ballot cheating

Make America great What’s at stake,
Undocumented immigrants food depleting
Middle class family nucleus bleeding
Trying to stay afloat, hopeless, pleading

Rich or poor Middle class dwindling away
Gas food rising cost bidenomics they say
what will we lose if The election  is Lost
Probing Questions, we need to ask our task

Are you better off today
than you were four years ago?
Open borders don’t know who’s coming in
Gen Z will never be able to own a home

Inspired songs
God bless America