"mayweather" poems - Hello Poetry

Today I'm annoyed not because I'm perpetually unemployed or that I have all of the appeal of a penniless mayweather named Floyd. Anyway this sketch deals with the subject of skin debate, so if it's offense I create in your home please don't throw your phone Lightskinned Vs. Darkskinned? What a ******* stupid debate Seriously why debate about how much melatonin your skin creates? It's just pointless why Argue and divide a community that's already split up as it is... but I'll finish here all of us follow different guidelines and were made differently designed so going for universal appeal is a pointless endeavor

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Jul 11, 2015

Jul 11, 2015 at 12:56 PM UTC

neroameealucard

Sketch 3: Skin Debate

Today I'm annoyed not because I'm perpetually unemployed or that I have all of the appeal of a penniless mayweather named Floyd. Anyway this sketch deals with the subject of skin debate, so if it's offense I create in your home please don't throw your phone Lightskinned Vs. Darkskinned? What a ******* stupid debate Seriously why debate about how much melatonin your skin creates? It's just pointless why Argue and divide a community that's already split up as it is... but I'll finish here all of us follow different guidelines and were made differently designed so going for universal appeal is a pointless endeavor

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It has been a couple of weeks since the rigor of being McGregor boiled down to nothing, and Mayweather had an Irma of punches ricochet off of him. I recollect this seemingly regular pre-big-match rumor, that the game was arranged. These verdicters pronounced a loss for Conor. If so, Mc. man there took way too many hits for the money. Now that McGregor is left for dead, and verily, Floyd may or may not have added a few more Lamborghinis from the Billion bucks prize !!! Many fortunes have changed. I've fallen deep down into this cemetery where my thoughts lay dead, and from the abyss sprout up a paradox that stands for all fortunes: We all fish in the same waters; if one stirs a ripple, driving the fishes away, another is gifted a school without much labor.

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Sep 15, 2017

Sep 15, 2017 at 8:58 PM UTC

JoshuaDedricks

Chains of fortune

It has been a couple of weeks since the rigor of being McGregor boiled down to nothing, and Mayweather had an Irma of punches ricochet off of him. I recollect this seemingly regular pre-big-match rumor, that the game was arranged. These verdicters pronounced a loss for Conor. If so, Mc. man there took way too many hits for the money. Now that McGregor is left for dead, and verily, Floyd may or may not have added a few more Lamborghinis from the Billion bucks prize !!! Many fortunes have changed. I've fallen deep down into this cemetery where my thoughts lay dead, and from the abyss sprout up a paradox that stands for all fortunes: We all fish in the same waters; if one stirs a ripple, driving the fishes away, another is gifted a school without much labor.

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A crystal vision that fortune tells, like sparrots in my spirit, but rather, bought a ticket for God to pay me visit, I hope he answers no phones by his thrones, above outer space but lives within our inner with open ears, that answer prayer the unseen near , I hope my feather glisten, when I fly and shine, broken wings holding on to parachutes that skydive up the winds, Tell gravity Im jonesin to climb. Been distant from home sweet home.. Left eating a Sour patchs, and packed my bags ( beneath you eyes) , Long roads with no sleep, Extra steps in paps broken shoes that I got to outfit wearing a travel packed outfit.. All Smiles but sunny days are dead, Like who worries about the storms ahead, Seen some with cigarettes for stress knowing theyll only blacken my breath Lungs in cemetaries, Air attached to inhalors not enough for this journey, perhaps instill Mayweather stamina, to box out a circle of squares when they box me in, hardships float on my uppercuts let God and money band aid my wins.

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May 18, 2014

May 18, 2014 at 4:47 AM UTC

shahrukh-zamir

Uppercut Skydives by Shahrukh Zamir

A crystal vision that fortune tells, like sparrots in my spirit, but rather, bought a ticket for God to pay me visit, I hope he answers no phones by his thrones, above outer space but lives within our inner with open ears, that answer prayer the unseen near , I hope my feather glisten, when I fly and shine, broken wings holding on to parachutes that skydive up the winds, Tell gravity Im jonesin to climb. Been distant from home sweet home.. Left eating a Sour patchs, and packed my bags ( beneath you eyes) , Long roads with no sleep, Extra steps in paps broken shoes that I got to outfit wearing a travel packed outfit.. All Smiles but sunny days are dead, Like who worries about the storms ahead, Seen some with cigarettes for stress knowing theyll only blacken my breath Lungs in cemetaries, Air attached to inhalors not enough for this journey, perhaps instill Mayweather stamina, to box out a circle of squares when they box me in, hardships float on my uppercuts let God and money band aid my wins.

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With all the cards against us we gotta make it manage i swear to God i wish i cld mke yu harm proof what they dont understand its a bigger pic tht i cnt b taken out of ill nvr play yu like lebron vs jordan they say time is money but its not im broke so time all we got n yu cnt mke tht back so give me all yu got treat me like theirs no tomorrow....death over dishonour angel eyes short hair stay the same let the seasons change im willing to build noahs art known it cld b torn apart i aint got a image to uphold i keep the truth i been the truth im a young simba in his youth. im wondering wat comes with being a better man put Tyson Ali Mayweather in a ring & they still cldnt knock my love 4 yu

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Jul 3, 2015

Jul 3, 2015 at 12:37 PM UTC

dominiquedq

Against All Odds

With all the cards against us we gotta make it manage i swear to God i wish i cld mke yu harm proof what they dont understand its a bigger pic tht i cnt b taken out of ill nvr play yu like lebron vs jordan they say time is money but its not im broke so time all we got n yu cnt mke tht back so give me all yu got treat me like theirs no tomorrow....death over dishonour angel eyes short hair stay the same let the seasons change im willing to build noahs art known it cld b torn apart i aint got a image to uphold i keep the truth i been the truth im a young simba in his youth. im wondering wat comes with being a better man put Tyson Ali Mayweather in a ring & they still cldnt knock my love 4 yu

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Tonight is for reflection. Not the kind found in a mirror. Which of course I have none. Mores the pity. I would love to see how splendid I look in my new shirt with French lace and ruffles. Under my sapphire blue waist coat and buckskin riding breeches. All I can clearly see full of, would be my boots. The softest leather and a shine to see ones reflection in. Sigh, But not mine. Where was I.. Ah yes, I was waxing philosophical. One can never be too busy to better ones self. Thus my new clothes. Let's see...reflection. While looking back upon my long lived life as the Prince Of Darkness. I realize, I have been selfish. Not once have I invited others to my humble home. Not once have I hosted a party. Not once have I allowed others to witness my grandeur. Tonight, I vow to remedy that. I will have a party. One to outdo all the others which I have had the privilege to crash. Hmm. Perhaps I should start a bit smaller. A dinner party! For the intimates of intimates. Let me see. Who to invite? Reginald Wadsworth! He's a jolly chap. No. He was a late night snack a few days ago. Hortense Mayweather! She is always in good humor and a fair conversationalist. No. She had the misfortune of crossing my path last month while I was woozy from battle blood loss. A fight with a tresspasser left me a bit worse for wear. But Hortence fixed me right up. I've got it! General Clayston! He makes for such a fun curmudgeon. Oh, He died of old age. Hmm........ Oh look! The Carlstayton's are hosting a party tonight. Looks like I will be dining out. ~Lord Kellington

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Oct 22, 2010

Oct 22, 2010 at 7:07 PM UTC

paula-swanson

The Diary Of Lord Kellington (9)

Tonight is for reflection. Not the kind found in a mirror. Which of course I have none. Mores the pity. I would love to see how splendid I look in my new shirt with French lace and ruffles. Under my sapphire blue waist coat and buckskin riding breeches. All I can clearly see full of, would be my boots. The softest leather and a shine to see ones reflection in. Sigh, But not mine. Where was I.. Ah yes, I was waxing philosophical. One can never be too busy to better ones self. Thus my new clothes. Let's see...reflection. While looking back upon my long lived life as the Prince Of Darkness. I realize, I have been selfish. Not once have I invited others to my humble home. Not once have I hosted a party. Not once have I allowed others to witness my grandeur. Tonight, I vow to remedy that. I will have a party. One to outdo all the others which I have had the privilege to crash. Hmm. Perhaps I should start a bit smaller. A dinner party! For the intimates of intimates. Let me see. Who to invite? Reginald Wadsworth! He's a jolly chap. No. He was a late night snack a few days ago. Hortense Mayweather! She is always in good humor and a fair conversationalist. No. She had the misfortune of crossing my path last month while I was woozy from battle blood loss. A fight with a tresspasser left me a bit worse for wear. But Hortence fixed me right up. I've got it! General Clayston! He makes for such a fun curmudgeon. Oh, He died of old age. Hmm........ Oh look! The Carlstayton's are hosting a party tonight. Looks like I will be dining out. ~Lord Kellington

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False reality Tons of casualties Thoughts eminence Linger a thirst cannot be quenched Ballin for all of my homies Ballin for all of me solely Family I'm ballin for fun Living and learning the game Glimpse of words gets you dazed Aren't you amazed that game I play Drill it till yeah after that inhale a jay Smoking till losing the day Smoking till livid the day I rock with all of my homies I rock with thoughts of controlling the whole thing I rock with thoughts of control I ball with thoughts of control Seese and gimme control Hostile take over gimme your gold Rearrange the game. Gimme all of the holds Makeover of the game Big king of the game Mayweather type of ********** Make piece with a pen Edgar Allen Poe types of analog Make peace and then end. Take over all of it man In Pieces I'll Leave My Enemies, I take hold. Leaving casualties, only to my enemies.

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Dec 9, 2015

Dec 9, 2015 at 10:43 PM UTC

michael-joseph-olivas

False Reality

False reality Tons of casualties Thoughts eminence Linger a thirst cannot be quenched Ballin for all of my homies Ballin for all of me solely Family I'm ballin for fun Living and learning the game Glimpse of words gets you dazed Aren't you amazed that game I play Drill it till yeah after that inhale a jay Smoking till losing the day Smoking till livid the day I rock with all of my homies I rock with thoughts of controlling the whole thing I rock with thoughts of control I ball with thoughts of control Seese and gimme control Hostile take over gimme your gold Rearrange the game. Gimme all of the holds Makeover of the game Big king of the game Mayweather type of ********** Make piece with a pen Edgar Allen Poe types of analog Make peace and then end. Take over all of it man In Pieces I'll Leave My Enemies, I take hold. Leaving casualties, only to my enemies.

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With tears streaming down my surprisingly gaunt cheeks, I hide out in a public toilet like it is a cave in somewhere much more exotic than this, I am not a ****** addict as per accusations but I don't feel so good, Useless at collecting money for a charity Just another thing to feel uneasy about, My brain and happiness are a half-fucked dial-up connection I bawl my fists up like an infant testing out his hands. I think about shadow boxing but feel too lethargic to do so. If Floyd Mayweather is money than I am poverty A woman who looks like a Beverley, asks me if I am OK. I lie that I am and thank her. Deception is a necessary weapon at times. Perhaps I am too far from home.

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Oct 3, 2018

Oct 3, 2018 at 12:32 PM UTC

wa-west

Kingston Toilet

With tears streaming down my surprisingly gaunt cheeks, I hide out in a public toilet like it is a cave in somewhere much more exotic than this, I am not a ****** addict as per accusations but I don't feel so good, Useless at collecting money for a charity Just another thing to feel uneasy about, My brain and happiness are a half-fucked dial-up connection I bawl my fists up like an infant testing out his hands. I think about shadow boxing but feel too lethargic to do so. If Floyd Mayweather is money than I am poverty A woman who looks like a Beverley, asks me if I am OK. I lie that I am and thank her. Deception is a necessary weapon at times. Perhaps I am too far from home.

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By sight you see a black man One of the most feared And revered I send images of a criminal When I stand still So the world strikes me at will People see me and immediately think Athlete for sure or maybe a **** Hell even somebody plug But open the black door To see a Latino standing inside of me See my name invoked confusion Because my look with my surname Doesn’t equal the conclusion How I can be so black And salsa all the same? As if being Spanish Was a light skin thing When many Spanish have African In their brain I guess we never associated race With chemistry Because you can be one race With a different color No one has just one mother So why can’t we be brothers O because my title has to match your ideal So I should shrink grow a hat And then revert my skin back Before it turn black To save time I will change my name To something more black like Tyson or Mayweather That way you feel better I’m a mime and clown in one Because people laugh at me And look stunned Whenever my mouth begins to run

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Jun 28, 2018

Jun 28, 2018 at 5:13 PM UTC

Mac616

Still me

By sight you see a black man One of the most feared And revered I send images of a criminal When I stand still So the world strikes me at will People see me and immediately think Athlete for sure or maybe a **** Hell even somebody plug But open the black door To see a Latino standing inside of me See my name invoked confusion Because my look with my surname Doesn’t equal the conclusion How I can be so black And salsa all the same? As if being Spanish Was a light skin thing When many Spanish have African In their brain I guess we never associated race With chemistry Because you can be one race With a different color No one has just one mother So why can’t we be brothers O because my title has to match your ideal So I should shrink grow a hat And then revert my skin back Before it turn black To save time I will change my name To something more black like Tyson or Mayweather That way you feel better I’m a mime and clown in one Because people laugh at me And look stunned Whenever my mouth begins to run

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'Umm...Mr. Richmon were ready.' Ok Freddy let's roll out in the Chevy. These fools who hit us up last week are going to pay, when I'm done with them their bodies will be at the bottom of a creek and police won't look because I made sure insurance was on their tray. No one ***** with the Don, get out the guns, then on Sunday we play nice with the priests and the nuns. Traditional values because we still human, police watching us like we Truman. Good thing that they are corruptible, and it's also a good thing that this land is so profitable. Living in a palace, sometimes I get lost in my wonderland like the mafia version of Alice. Got the gold, the fancy cars, and the women yeah this the life, going out every night to my bar and making sure I always have my lucky Bowie knife. It's not easy being a criminal when everyone be gunning for you, yeah this **** certainly is not breezy. Remember not to get high off your own supply other wise you'll end up like that Tony Montana guy. Come to me for a deal you can't refuse, come to me to heal or seek refuge. Family sticks together and if you got a problem with someone you finish it in the ring like Floyd Mayweather. Life of an outlaw yeah started from the ground because you must plant seed before you attain straw. Got to be smart and when you take a chance better hope your shot hits the mark. If you didn't know already my name is Don Richmon and I won't be bent over by the pressure of this world because I came to rule it man. The Don never runs, so if you want me make sure your guns are not on stun. Come on make my day, because if you fail you better pray you can get away. I don't kill-I torture, I know I'm ill but you have to be when you’re the Godfather. Life of a gangster got to spin the wheel like a hamster. Got not time for wangsters or prancers, because those types of people give me cancer. Only the best, so if you think your worthy for now you are welcome as a guest. This isn't the wild where you’re safe in a nest; you’re not a child you have to be willing to treat other gangs like pests. Eradicate those delegates, no time to meditate or second-guess or you will receive a terrible fate. Conceal don't feel because what once was a game has now become real.

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Jan 11, 2017

Jan 11, 2017 at 12:27 PM UTC

ClassyJ

Don Richmon

'Umm...Mr. Richmon were ready.' Ok Freddy let's roll out in the Chevy. These fools who hit us up last week are going to pay, when I'm done with them their bodies will be at the bottom of a creek and police won't look because I made sure insurance was on their tray. No one ***** with the Don, get out the guns, then on Sunday we play nice with the priests and the nuns. Traditional values because we still human, police watching us like we Truman. Good thing that they are corruptible, and it's also a good thing that this land is so profitable. Living in a palace, sometimes I get lost in my wonderland like the mafia version of Alice. Got the gold, the fancy cars, and the women yeah this the life, going out every night to my bar and making sure I always have my lucky Bowie knife. It's not easy being a criminal when everyone be gunning for you, yeah this **** certainly is not breezy. Remember not to get high off your own supply other wise you'll end up like that Tony Montana guy. Come to me for a deal you can't refuse, come to me to heal or seek refuge. Family sticks together and if you got a problem with someone you finish it in the ring like Floyd Mayweather. Life of an outlaw yeah started from the ground because you must plant seed before you attain straw. Got to be smart and when you take a chance better hope your shot hits the mark. If you didn't know already my name is Don Richmon and I won't be bent over by the pressure of this world because I came to rule it man. The Don never runs, so if you want me make sure your guns are not on stun. Come on make my day, because if you fail you better pray you can get away. I don't kill-I torture, I know I'm ill but you have to be when you’re the Godfather. Life of a gangster got to spin the wheel like a hamster. Got not time for wangsters or prancers, because those types of people give me cancer. Only the best, so if you think your worthy for now you are welcome as a guest. This isn't the wild where you’re safe in a nest; you’re not a child you have to be willing to treat other gangs like pests. Eradicate those delegates, no time to meditate or second-guess or you will receive a terrible fate. Conceal don't feel because what once was a game has now become real.

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May, may be or may not be The month for the fools of April But May's weather would favour Mayweather.

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May 1, 2015

May 1, 2015 at 2:56 AM UTC

victor-attah

FLOYD

May, may be or may not be The month for the fools of April But May's weather would favour Mayweather.

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See the reasons they rhyme Is bcUze their after your dimes Stocks savings and other earning Ha urning made from burning turning You into a victims Gambling on the tables That's long been rigged Peep the gig they gonna dig Your subconscious You gotta look at the picture Instead of just seeing the picture They invoking a race war And more most folks Don't see them pour Out the stressing Then claim it as a blessing Spiritual testing Much put to rest and Too hesitant to think but ya blink .to fast All you catch is a flAsh Mentalities blare don't care Imma keep peeping the game Leave my enemies stained End their raid and reign Wants my mouth drop shot to your brain We all the same cut the flesh And we'll bleed the same Color even though we got different mothers **** the others I'm telling you the real don't fall trap to the hand that deals With the index and the middle finger crossed Its a hoax so there for it's a joke So how can we endeavor Peace If all eyes is on mayweather and mcgregor?

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Aug 26, 2017

Aug 26, 2017 at 12:24 AM UTC

Ru7hl355_Gangsta

Mayweather vs McGregor

See the reasons they rhyme Is bcUze their after your dimes Stocks savings and other earning Ha urning made from burning turning You into a victims Gambling on the tables That's long been rigged Peep the gig they gonna dig Your subconscious You gotta look at the picture Instead of just seeing the picture They invoking a race war And more most folks Don't see them pour Out the stressing Then claim it as a blessing Spiritual testing Much put to rest and Too hesitant to think but ya blink .to fast All you catch is a flAsh Mentalities blare don't care Imma keep peeping the game Leave my enemies stained End their raid and reign Wants my mouth drop shot to your brain We all the same cut the flesh And we'll bleed the same Color even though we got different mothers **** the others I'm telling you the real don't fall trap to the hand that deals With the index and the middle finger crossed Its a hoax so there for it's a joke So how can we endeavor Peace If all eyes is on mayweather and mcgregor?

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So In ALL HONESTY... Have Human Beings... Ever REALLY Been FREE... ??? FREE To Do What We Please... In Our... Societies... ??? Now Of Course... At The START of Our History... One Would Like To Believe... That We Were Truly Free... !!! To Learn And Explore... And Grow To Be MORE... Than Our Physical Being... !!! To Learn About Trees... And The Oceans' Seas... But That’s Not What I Mean... !!! I’m Meaning Since We... Have Built Societies... And Have Learned To Speak... On Our Beliefs... Because Now It Seems... To Be A Mystery... ?!? To Know What Being Free... Really... TRULY Means... ?!? Freedom of Speech... Is Now Under Siege... Because of Dodgy Policies... And These Cancel Police... !?! Do You Really Believe... That We’re Free To Speak... Like These People Who Lead... ? Are They EVER REALLY FREE... To Say What They Want... ?!? Or Is Their Speech... Subject To Nods... From POWERFUL Bods... !?! Or The Type of Toffs... Who Call The Shots... !!! You Know Who I Mean... These WEALTHY Families... Who Many Now Deem... To Be... OUT of REACH... !!! Like The... Illuminati... !!! Who RARELY EVER... Are Those Who Are Seen... In This World Publicly... !!! Like Those Rockefellers... So NO... NOT Jay-Z... !!! But Could He Now Be... One of Their Breed... Due To His Money... ?!? I’m Not So Sure... That He’s The Type of Fella... Who Could Ever Be A Member... of Groups Whose Endeavours... Can Buy... COUNTRIES... !!! Because of BIG MONEY... That Has Been Passed Down... Over... CENTURIES... !!! But Never Say Never... !!! Or EVER... DISMISS... What Type of Links... Global Success Brings... !!! Do People Ever Really Think... About Things Like This... ?!? And I’m NOT Thinking... of The Type of Theorists... Whose Conspiracies STINK... of... NONSENSICAL Things... !!! Are They EVER PROVED... Beyond A Reasonable Doubt... ? Is It Ever Really Shrewd... To Just Hear Them Out... ??? These Days I Don’t Know... If Dismissing Them All... Is The Way To Go... ?!? Is It Ever Really Clever... To Dismiss...... Thought...... ?!? Because You Think You Know Better... Than Those With Agendas... That Move Like Mayweather... !!! Because You May Not Find... A Way To Fight... Those Who Are The Best... In The Art of Defence... !!! Like Government Heads... Who Face Impeachment... !!! Or Those Who OFFEND... But Still Get To Express... Without Showing Regret... Or EVER Saying SORRY... !!! For Causing DISTRESS... And The Type of Protests... That We All Now See... !!! Have We Ever Seen Times... That Are... THIS CRAZY... ?!? Enforced Vaccines... And A Global Disease... That We Can’t Even See... ?!? I Mean SERIOUSLY... We’ve Seen Nazis... And HORRIFIC Slavery... !!! But Times Likes THESE... Lockdowns of Countries... And... Economies... !?! Would You Ever Have Said... People Could Change *** And We’d See The Type of Tech... That’s Light Years Ahead... !!! ... WHATEVER Is NEXT... ?!? But Let Me Stay On Subject... And NOT... Digress... !!! When Your Thoughts You Collect... About Things That I’ve Said... In This Poetic Text... Is Freedom Dead... ?!? Or Has Being Free... Been Some Kind of FALLACY... Fed By World Societies... To CONTROL Humanity... Because... When All Is Said And Done... From Freedom of Speech... To Human Beings Being Free... ... In All HONESTY... Is This Something That We... Have TRULY... ??? ........ “ Ever Been “.......

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Sep 27, 2021

Sep 27, 2021 at 10:39 PM UTC

big-virge

“Ever Been” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 17/6/2021

So In ALL HONESTY... Have Human Beings... Ever REALLY Been FREE... ??? FREE To Do What We Please... In Our... Societies... ??? Now Of Course... At The START of Our History... One Would Like To Believe... That We Were Truly Free... !!! To Learn And Explore... And Grow To Be MORE... Than Our Physical Being... !!! To Learn About Trees... And The Oceans' Seas... But That’s Not What I Mean... !!! I’m Meaning Since We... Have Built Societies... And Have Learned To Speak... On Our Beliefs... Because Now It Seems... To Be A Mystery... ?!? To Know What Being Free... Really... TRULY Means... ?!? Freedom of Speech... Is Now Under Siege... Because of Dodgy Policies... And These Cancel Police... !?! Do You Really Believe... That We’re Free To Speak... Like These People Who Lead... ? Are They EVER REALLY FREE... To Say What They Want... ?!? Or Is Their Speech... Subject To Nods... From POWERFUL Bods... !?! Or The Type of Toffs... Who Call The Shots... !!! You Know Who I Mean... These WEALTHY Families... Who Many Now Deem... To Be... OUT of REACH... !!! Like The... Illuminati... !!! Who RARELY EVER... Are Those Who Are Seen... In This World Publicly... !!! Like Those Rockefellers... So NO... NOT Jay-Z... !!! But Could He Now Be... One of Their Breed... Due To His Money... ?!? I’m Not So Sure... That He’s The Type of Fella... Who Could Ever Be A Member... of Groups Whose Endeavours... Can Buy... COUNTRIES... !!! Because of BIG MONEY... That Has Been Passed Down... Over... CENTURIES... !!! But Never Say Never... !!! Or EVER... DISMISS... What Type of Links... Global Success Brings... !!! Do People Ever Really Think... About Things Like This... ?!? And I’m NOT Thinking... of The Type of Theorists... Whose Conspiracies STINK... of... NONSENSICAL Things... !!! Are They EVER PROVED... Beyond A Reasonable Doubt... ? Is It Ever Really Shrewd... To Just Hear Them Out... ??? These Days I Don’t Know... If Dismissing Them All... Is The Way To Go... ?!? Is It Ever Really Clever... To Dismiss...... Thought...... ?!? Because You Think You Know Better... Than Those With Agendas... That Move Like Mayweather... !!! Because You May Not Find... A Way To Fight... Those Who Are The Best... In The Art of Defence... !!! Like Government Heads... Who Face Impeachment... !!! Or Those Who OFFEND... But Still Get To Express... Without Showing Regret... Or EVER Saying SORRY... !!! For Causing DISTRESS... And The Type of Protests... That We All Now See... !!! Have We Ever Seen Times... That Are... THIS CRAZY... ?!? Enforced Vaccines... And A Global Disease... That We Can’t Even See... ?!? I Mean SERIOUSLY... We’ve Seen Nazis... And HORRIFIC Slavery... !!! But Times Likes THESE... Lockdowns of Countries... And... Economies... !?! Would You Ever Have Said... People Could Change *** And We’d See The Type of Tech... That’s Light Years Ahead... !!! ... WHATEVER Is NEXT... ?!? But Let Me Stay On Subject... And NOT... Digress... !!! When Your Thoughts You Collect... About Things That I’ve Said... In This Poetic Text... Is Freedom Dead... ?!? Or Has Being Free... Been Some Kind of FALLACY... Fed By World Societies... To CONTROL Humanity... Because... When All Is Said And Done... From Freedom of Speech... To Human Beings Being Free... ... In All HONESTY... Is This Something That We... Have TRULY... ??? ........ “ Ever Been “.......

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