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Rotating bodies, confusion of sound
Negative imagery holding us down
Social delusion, clearly constructed
Human condition, morals corrupted
Trapped in reaction, lawlessness, war
Dissatisfaction from bowels to core
Devils technology, strategy for
Human mythologies, urban folklore
Sick of psychology, counterfeit cure
Wicked theology robbing the poor
Scheme demonology mislead the pure
Strict and strategically, studying war
Light shown in darkness, image exposed
Few can see through the new emperor's clothes
Lustful this hussle turns humans to hoes
When the blind lead the blind
Just more trouble and woes
It's the mind that they chose
It's designed to stay closed
Standards of jokers, court just a logic
Sick looking cosmics, from schoolyards to college
Primitive man with civilised knowledge
System collapse and he still won't acknowledge
God is the saviour, studies behaviour
Trying to fix the mind that he gave ya
Stiff-necked scholars on prescription meds
Wishing their problems were all in their heads
Moral dilemma, pride is the root
Misguided from youth, heart divided from truth
Egyptians and Grecians, spiritually dead
Imperially led, by the gods in their head
Motives and thoughts
Industrial wealth
Global economy, in for itself
Heart full of madness, covered with kind
Pleasure designed to take over your mind
Furnished in godliness, painted in good
This talented priesthood got real saints misunderstood
While classes in government, set up the veil
And cultivate minds for more mythical tales
Typical Hollywood follies good girl
While vice and corruption take over the world
Motives and thoughts
Check your motives and thoughts
Blind with the wickedness deep in your heart
Modern day wickedness is all you've been taught
Lied to your neighbours, so you get ahead
Modern day trickery is all you've been fed
Motives and thoughts
Check your motives and thoughts
Let's
Go for a walk
Down the higher spheres
And I word to show thee the estates and isles
Of the heavens
For
Thy name shall I crochets in their capitals
And let the
Unheeded and hidden secrets
Of each one of them in thy palms

Let's
Go for a walk
Down the higher spheres
And I word to buy thee the charms of castles
Lying cuddly on the cosmics
For
Thee shall be my god and thy servant shall I become
And perform all thy whims to the very last syllable

Let's
Go for a walk
Down the higher spheres
And I word to clad thy soul with garments of the rainbows
For
Thee shall gloss and *****
The sights of crafts
Running on golden asphalt
And make them collide with the pillars of the rays

Let's
Go for a walk
Down the higher spheres
And I word to get thee the finest jewelleries
That sparkle better than the figurine of the stars
And on thy finger
Shall I sit the most piety of all diamonds as my theme of love
And make the angels glower with chagrin

Let's
Go for a walk
Down the higher spheres
And I word to teach thee how I brew the storms and weathers
For
Your care shall I leave the whips
Of the recalcitrant thunders
And make thee assimilate them with thy counsel

Let's
Go for a walk
Down the higher spheres
And I word to lay thee on the hallowed beds I nursed
There
Shall I leak the ***** of my prowess
Into thine ears
And lick thy feet,showing thee the heavens

A Word For A Walk
To You Getrude
So much love❤
©Historian E.Lexano
I dedicate this to Getrude
she is golden
Round and round, we go,
Ball of confusion,
Daily intakes of illusions,
Sending this,
New kids confusion, broke the constitution,
Now im marked, for the persecution,
Abusing, free will mics spill,
Ice water in glass,
Yo you can feel, the chill,
They say madness, you real,
Master swordsman,
With the low appeal,
Dropped from the tiers of heaven,
To bless the lesser than,
Im like David, but not a letterman, made by a seasoned veteran,
Now im back, on this earth, re-living sin,
Dont let my soul, garnish within,
The worlds public toxication,
Im just waiting,
Sitting at the knights table,
Middle fingers to the labels,
Cut off the cables,
My brother's like Cain to able,
When will we, break the curse,
Goods is dry, begging thirst,
Blood hungry,
So many leechers amongst me,
Dug the roots of liberty,
Nobody, no longer free,
Taxed by the faces, of the unknown see,
Toe to toe, like the R &R,
Oil fields,
Up the moral, so you dont feel,
The stretching, over society quielty,
I smoke a stogie like Humphrey,
Let the dutchie,
Talk to my reality, new age locality,
White folks, aint white folks,
If you know the history,
A whiter version of niggadry,
Black vs white duality,
Equate the numbers youll see,
Three digits plus eight,
Equate more hate to create,
A corner of chaos, look how they,
Flip the coin toss,
With moving the coin, poker face, society straight, leatheface,
Spiritually you see, the calmness of the seas, better Believe,
The dragons watching,
Just waitin, to be unchained,
Locked behind the doors, of seven seals, peep the seven hills,
Have eyes, know the movie real,
Biblical folks, saying it aint real,
If it ain't, then why so,
Many get killed, for the smalls spillz,
Leaking over the soils, spoils of war, on the verge of a gore,
If you see moon, and the sun, at the same time,
Its mixed of dualities, of gods holy divine, tingles through ya spine,
Radiation modules,
Skins cells, splittin to align,
The melanin, that's been studied millenniums done, over time,
Julia Martin Jul 2018
he was the one

he had the cosmics in his eyes
and magic in his touch
he smiled when he sighed
and his hands were a little rough
he was beautiful in a way
that it was a secret to those who knew him
and it was a privelege to say
that I know everything

he was the one
who had me running and hoping and praying to my phone
nervous and axious that he'd laugh at my stupid jokes

he was the one who saw me with no makeup on
and stayed up sleepy talkin' bout crazy things til' dawn

he was the one
who ripped me sore with betrayal of a different shade of lipstick on his stained white collar

he was the one who stitched me back with fake apologies
and since it wasn't quite genuine
I had splitted at the seams

he was the one
who made me understand
the heart of the silly, pathetic girls
I used to scoff at

he was the one
who taught me greed
that sometimes people want more than they need

he was the one
he was.
Xavier C May 2015
4 Black Walls
A streak of silver in the middle
One Man lays here
His Eyes
Stare 100ft ahead of him
Unblinking
His fingers
Twitch Timelessly
As if he's reminscing piano keys
Playing a simple symphony of jazzy tunes
Throughout
The Room
World immersed in darkness,spotted with headlights of the cosmics
Always conscious of every swift movement
Arises
The Beast
Feeds on the intestines of vanity
It never had a dream
It only knows what you know
Birthed in a world full of carnage
Always balancing on deaths margin
Destined to return to the soil
It realizes its worth
In disguise
Still being drowned in its enviroment
It merges
Eyes
Glare full of Hunger,Hostility,Animosity,Pursuit.
It Immerses itself into oblivion
Bares Fangs at
The Room
Let every headstone spell out infernal doom
Shimmering eyes in the silhouettes
The Room
Filled with innocence,imagination,overflowing spirits,bashful spectars
After souls nectar like morning dews on
Black Petunias
The Ominous is beautiful too
Like how nebulas decorate the universe
Now Welcome
As you enter
**The Room
Part of A Collections Piece(1/5)
David Ugwu Feb 2021
Ever wondered what it seems
When the world aligns in one's favor
when things are right
Just to  disalign
As perfect becomes imperfect
As Like cosmics attract
Yet  alike
So the very compass of life be destroyed
That uttered sense makes no sense.
Norbert Tasev Jan 2022
When can I finally see stars trembling in deer eyes that greet with bright Sun smiles? When can I wait for dawn without fear? There are all questions within me and because I always stop in front of barriers and borders to seek the wise advice of others: I would cling to sincere, sincere Friendships like a hesitant groper whose only shimmer lights can shine with hope! The expanding Universe has been playing with banded stars for millions of years!
 
Maybe it can withstand people, and it would be so good if my stray soul could embrace the Happiness I find! Sometimes I feel a sigh of nothing; the One who has been torn from an infinite number of chains, with whom the "Big Ones" are making fun of mocking games, murderous jokes! - The wave murmur of twisted vortices many times supports Apocalypse and there is no one who could stand by me in the final troubles, because Something is broken, the reliable handshakes of the alliance are broken!
 
I deliberately fear the unpredictable, impending Death; executioner's True Beads weep in my crater eyes; and I always remind myself that the passing is carried within us and our secrets can only be hidden by the Deep Night! Gently resounding hardened fountains should be comforted in the depths of the broken Spirit so that he can trust again, for the barking Lonely ones are already sleepless! - As a geyser, my desire to finally find my inner salvation next to the immortal cosmics of the Universe and to be happy even when the daily weight of troubles is in my tracks!

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