A Walk In the Forest
I punched you out for what it was
That small space we call real estate
Beyond the Island of doom the cock doodled at noon
Then I saw that time for you
Became more urgent
More urgent than purchase
I saw haunting silhouettes of the people you drove crazy
I punched the clock that took advantage of time
But you blowed up and you thought of the country and it's need needing you
Sit down and listen that the world is calling us. Yo survival
It's escalated from whisper to shouts
But not only you ,everyone who can listen
So far aware of what they do
Skillfully planning their day
How does it compare
I have zero for those who won't be clear
What has life become
A giant marketing ploy
One by one
All get set
I plow through the disasters and find my self under the foot of Tyrants
Depend on yourself as doctor, shrink and someone else
Protect from no one just yourself
Everyone else does
What they want
life mutates into a cherry pie before the beginning of man
Never underestimate the pie power and a journey
Of which we be damned
Its equal partners to kill at will
With odds to favor gods
who will remember the forest and the water
Which once brought life
Now just games with our lives
Copyright © Greg Slode Smith | Year Posted 2023
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