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Time

My super power is to control time
I like to think this in my mind
although it can never be stopped 
take a hit of this dank **ed 
and remember **it that you forgot
I can hear the clock 
as it ticks and it tocks
away the building blocks
on the steps towards success 
i climbed to reach the top
enlightenment to me is determining whether my thoughts
are aligned and centered 
on going for the gold to making my life better
because
gold is another objective of life 
to making things right 
the truth is told at night 
when you cant see the that sneaky serpent creeping 
up behind
as eve takes a bite
of that forbidden fruit
going against everything she was told to do
 the third eye in the sky will always find you
and now we are facing a lifetime punishment
with a bunch of greedy republicans 
making worldwide decisions for our government
we are in for destruction of doom
society never lets us bloom
we are consumed
after being cut at the stem
factorizing us all into identical copies
to turn out just like them
we are all copies of the past generation
placed in a half ***ed congregation
of unfair stratification
loss of  all human to human communication
we have been blinded by these walls
only to be set up to be watched as we fall
they don't want us to see exactly
what is in store for tomorrow
and where we fall
is exactly the placement we were supposed to follow
the minds of the general people are hollow
their pride they are taught to swallow
although
they are never taught to rebel 
discouraged by the idea that sin leads 
to the road of hell
we are not equipped with the courage
so we let the sin within continue to flourish
like the overpriced wine
from all the grapes that were dying on the vine
get lost in time and become intertwined 
with skeptical thoughts about all external life
start gambling with death 
just for ***its and kicks
the number of the beast is six six six
but the lucky numbers are triple sevens
everyday i still continue to sin
so i too may not be able to explore behind the doors 
of the so called heavens
so congrats to the rats who twisted the facts 
by giving me false information and all those knives in my back
from all the knowledge and wisdom i still lack
until there is realization
the beast lives within
the clawing under our skin
i try to deny his entrance but he still finds ways to creep in
try to show it the way out
but didnt leave without a doubt 
it ended with an intense conversation
and smoke rushing out of my mouth

Copyright © Manda Martinez | Year Posted 2014

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