The Shot

There is no possible way to tell anyone who is reading this, How much pain and suffering I have endured over the past three months with this. Two or three days and you should be fine and well, It's been 3 months my body feels like me and the devil was fighting in hell. Oh yeah, I went there, Was told life ain't fair. Cannot really use my hands to write this poem, My fingers, joints, and hands shows its own form. Trying my best to deal with all this eventful, I am so pissed I can stick someone in the eye with my pencil. Dealing with this large mass in my brain, Not looking for sympathy, handouts, support groups or fame. Just wanted everyone to know about The Shot, Do not let them inject that man-made poison into your arm it makes your heart stop. Just a new world order Holocaust of 2021, Over six hundred and five thousand deaths as of June 30th 2021. Now you do the math? Not trying to steer you into a deceitful path. Just want to open up your eyes, Am here today to let you all know it was lies. Can not sleep anymore because am too stress, Am fake walking with this big ass S on my chest. In my cervical spine the vertebrae C6 and C7, It's killing me slowly in time. Neck hurt so much I can not even fully turn left or right, Everytime I close my eyes it feel like am losing my life. Take it at your own risk, Because you know the government ain't it.