Genious
It is just like sn infectious disease
excuse me, may I please?
speak of the mind that goes all over the place
upon the earth without a helment into outer space
I just woke up one day
thinking about Yaweh
the sun it burns across the bright
stars out of view and out of sight
the man's mind talks about philosophy
in all of its hipocrasy
I can't speak because he tells me too
with all of the things we put ourselves through
but if you resist
you would be hit with a fist
one day we will be liberated
by all the hate the world has created
intellectual fraud has left us wondering
about this nation
that needs a topic and a explanation
I want to break free
and continue to walk in it, so that people can see
the mind works like clocks socially
Copyright © Matthew Thurman | Year Posted 2014
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