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Emergency Circumstances

Emergency Circumstances A heavyweight contender for the Consellation Crown A ready to wait pretender of a serious genuine frown A street sweeping vendor in the middle of a mid-western town A parcel marked return to sender while the is going down There is no knight or white horse arriving to be your saviour You’ll have to fight without remorse for your self- preservationary behaviour It’s just too tight to veer off course when someone is trying to enslave ya You’ll have to find an alternative recourse for the path and people that want to blame ya. No time for devastation, no spare moment for self- pity No refine for demonstration, no care for the inner- city A line of remonstration for the good - naturedly witty A defined conversation that’s not afraid to be too gritty Purest of innocence, naivety and ideological inclinations Rarest forms of the truest sense and categorical insubordinations The fairest logical conclusion when ascertaining recompense The careless intrusions of a man lacking in sense Considered alterations to the overall game plan Embittered consultations when you’re too weak to literally stand Insipid consternations when it’s too bleak to reprimand Littered extrapolations of the leaked information to withstand When strength must overcome you lest you die upon your sword What lengths will you have to go to in order to stay true unto your word? Is this entire situation not just utterly absurd? A delusional fascination of a sound that’s been mis-heard Why can’t there be a moment when the truth will come to pass ? When you get a chance to own it without fear of coming last ? While your stance becomes a clone as it nears a complete comical farce There’s nothing to be ashamed of when you have created your own class Not a moment to engage with the notion of deception To postpone things would enrage the motion of this plans inception But all alone I must engage in the devotion for what could be a false perception While I stone throw in my rage-filled promotion for a delusional invention So send me you as you are now so my trusting eyes can truly seek The man that I have given my soul to and large amounts of cash for free ???? Im coming to terms with growing old with so please God just let this be A truth that cannot ever be sold and a love that will always agree. The End Copywrite Elizabeth Moroz 2023

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