Stream of Consciousness

Kick rocks with socks Only to rip through your epidermal layers Say your prayers before you're laid to rest Like the nay-sayers disguised as Mayors & representatives Mainstream media sedatives turning your relatives Into brain-dead gelatin With an empty skeleton At the gates of sleep, Demanding to let us in Our souls are reaped As the strings are manipulated by The elongated Lives of the Elohim Striking down like the beam From a ray gun Reflecting away from the sun To delay the sun from the doomsday pun Intended to run for office With a strangled orifice Greedy lungs don't breathe in bliss Because their needy daughters & sons Suck them dry of any wealth applied To the one-percent that defied us all & lied to protect their hide In order to decide whether to preside In luxurious homes or dwell in the catacombs Of hell Up to their necks in the wishing well only wishing they were well & rested Yet, they remain hollow-chested & detested as the rest of us protested Like the oppressed did, as we're molested...