by Blue

In light of this new deliverance;
that's bound to implode the ripples of autocracy
that whole (hold) my dreams
and beliefs of much much better days...
peaceful dreams and much much better nights....
For a whole world. An old world. A hold whirled.
My morning cups are tea now...
Thoughts of coffee make me see now...
bottled water make my ... now Can't be...
to White folks it's aides and me now.
Not oils, not herbs nor gold.
Platinum, nor rubber, nor genes.
"Killing me softly with his song..."
And then they tell me dis',
then they tell me dat...
but taxes take up one third of my grocery bill.
Insurance, damn near a fourth of my check!
Admendment trickling over like popcorn
and Jesse had to break and talk about a movie line...
not signs of the times...
not what's gonna happen to mine.
Peace? Be Still.

oH! by Blue

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