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Knock It

10/23/22
"Knock It"

What I smoke is frosted
Money and time it costed
Has yet to turn out how I've wanted
Remaining undaunted
Going in and out of areas that are haunted
People continually taunted
So worried about what the cat brought in

Doggone it
Occurring far or near life that is aquatic
Constant not just periodic
It's chaotic
A world obsessed with exotics
As well as narcotics
From here to way beyond the tropics
Endless gossip
About any topics
To me such things are microscopic
Not one to talk 
Or respond quick
's often toxic
These idiotic habits, it's been a struggle to knock it
Time to jump off a cliff
Into a pool that is cosmic
Where I don't need to worry about being patriotic
Or getting called psychotic
The same said for the need of antibiotics
Time we've moved way beyond this
The truth and my promise
Below moving comets
By now can not miss
Only one chance I do or don't got this
I already thought it
Or this was saw quick through my optics

Healthy or sick with a cough
Like it or not
Continually being stolen or bought
Hidden underneath earth or behind a lock
Lights remaining on or staying off
Realize that it doesn't yet it does take a lot
In mind or before you could give it a train of thought
Still living or in a state of rot
If it all goes down the drain you lost
The same said for the price of fame at what cost?
In the end hardly anything or your all you brought
You live a plush life remaining soft
Or got caught in between a rock and continually fought
For a better spot
Meanwhile others continued to plot
It was difficult to connect the dots
Across a land fraught with frost and naught
Due to fools always being snots
Still stirring the pot
Taking shots at each other as they scoff
It's no shock, just a loss regarding time on the clock

Copyright © Dalton Ogletree | Year Posted 2022

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