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Ayo Nov 2018
Like a deadly meteorite fleeing from home
and heading towards the earth,
this caravan, filled with woes and wants
are headed towards us
while you pride in your thousands of square
meter wall and  ten thousand king kongs.  

With parched throats and charred skin,
gory memories of war and violence
in their heads, behind them;
They have made it through the desert,
through the fire and fury of the sun.
They are on their way to a paradise
That’s lost her glory and grace.

They are the itinerant ants
finding their way across the Mediterranean.
Another troop of victims from
where life is hard and hopes are dimmed
by human flaws, follies and greed.

Life is fleeting, so is the chip
on your shoulders, and the power you wield.  
how long would you watch life spill
from ordinary people
when you have the world in your pocket?

Life is a mirror,
and shattered are their dreams, their hopes.
how much more damage
your actions, your inaction shall cost us
while those lives and dreams
are trapped in the backlash of your follies?

Truth is a bitter pill.
And I know it chokes you
as it smashes your glass chin ego.
#leaders, #migrants, #world #woes #caravan #apostrophe #
John B Dec 2017
Blasting caps for the gigaton bomb

Size of king kongs forearm
And twice as long

Overkill is an understatement

Sometimes you just need to know
It's gonna get the job done
You can't buy manpower for a job like that, But people who believe things are dangerous... #NwNoThanks #Mama do you think they'll drop the bomb #too long to be a hashtag. #shamelessly making a longer hashtag just because I think it's kind of funny that hashtags are even a thing while simultaneously ignoring the tags section blow notes in the editor.
joel jokonia Jul 2020
Things upon things
Beings upon beings
Thats be the system
Rigs upon rigs
Blings upon blings
That's be the struggle
Things upon.  Things
I be want be upon all
Things
Upon all kongs,
Upon all strongs
Upon all gods
Upon all wrongs
At least
My mistakes cease
To exist

Well I wish time
Upon cease
Styles 12 Aug 2017
For Don Juan aka Ocho
A Great friend of mine
and amazing person.
This is for You Bud!!



It's got us climbing up the ******* walls driving us insane, turning millions into homeless vagabonds.

Sleeping in cars, working two jobs, trying to build credit on the devil's ****.

It's got us wringing our hands in a concrete cell wishing we bought Armageddon Ammo.

It's got us staring at walls thinking about where the **** is Batman and Robin?

It drives intimidating cars that lie saying To Protect And Serve.

Huge guys who dead lift trains driving them, throwing homeless vagabonds in jail for sleeping on concrete.

They intimidate.
Humiliate.
Condemn and ******.

Telling you "I am doing my job."

No.
You work for the devil's ****.
Spouting off dark **** in our face.

It owns the media.
Runs for office.
Confuses you.

Drives you to whistleblower books, free thinking outlets, criminal injustice petitions covering ***** deeds exposed *******.

It slams down on your life
King Kongs fist railroading you
now you have to climb
out of the devils ****.

Good luck friend.

Nasty uphill battles
where nothing makes sense
follow me upside down
trying to hold on to nothing.

A long journey into darkness,
fog swallows you like you're a grain of sand burning to find your back to the ocean.

It sells weapons to other nation's
then wages war for profits.

It promotes terrorism trying to get you to **** your neighbours.

It divides and conquers.
It isn't ******* human.


It gets real hard
promises you
Peace and Heaven
then gives you A.I.D.S.
and kills you.

It looks to blame any one
it can find.

It stalked The Christ
crucified Him for Miracles.

It creeps through shadows.
Uses Fear and lust to grow bigger.

What the **** is it?
It's Everywhere.

MY GOD.

It's the devils ******* ****.

Everywhere I go
It's ******* everyone.
Reagan LaVey Apr 2020
On the road where the Lion and the Raven meet
At the crossroad where kongs and queens admit defeat
On the land scorched with faith, hopes amd dreams
That one man stands firmly grounded on his feet

He pleaded allegiance to the gods of war
He prayed to never draw his sword
Nor deliver a soul to the Netherworld
Unless that soul is begging for

He stands alone on his throne of ice
His friends no more than a raven and a Scythe
He awaits for those who seek the truth
The key to wisdom, magic, sanity and youth

The words he utters are forever the same:
The moment you stand before me with no shame
When you let me show you that which you don't want to see
Will be the moment when you acknowledge your own insanity

Fear not, poor sinful mortal soul that you are
You can't get lost in something that you know
But you can only let yourself to roam
And meet the darkest corners of your soul

You all came seeking for the philosopher's stone
Yet all I offer you are the words you chose to ignore
Because your fear of fear itself and of yourself
Are all that keep you blind, insane and deaf

I cannot offer redemption nor revenge
Those are for you to seek or change
What I can do is make you choose
Between the past, present and future you

Not once has he delivered the will of the Scythe
Plunging poor lost souls in the divine hell
For that is where freedom and peace dwell
Hidden away from world's duality of wrong and right

Few are those who get to keep their life
And fewer are those who offer thanks to this dark knight
But those who enter in the labyrinth of mindless self
And face, forgive and resurrect their own belief
Will stand victorious in their own freedom and free will

And so the days of this dark knight still pass
Protecting his own throne of ice from all of us
Locking both angels and demons through a midnight mass
Tightening his grip on the infinite kingdom of madness

— The End —