Tribalism Thoughts
And Jesus said unto them, Verily I say unto you,
That ye which have followed me, in the regeneration
when the Son of man shall sit in the throne of his glory,
ye also shall sit upon twelve thrones,
judging the twelve tribes of Israel.
— Mat 19:28
Talking megaphone coneheads
spouting vanilla dreadnought thoughts,
tell downtrodden people
heart sad
that native tribalism is
very, very bad
Shouting loud dead air
in the global village public quorum square,
from the lowest cathedral step
to the highest pagoda steeple
They ignorantly reason, but rightly declare:
ballot tribalism divides people
Beating donut-glazed hands
on a rating spike miked-up chest
Cinnamon napalm breath
pounds the warpath ear drums:
All saying their birthday suit living
looks abundantly the best,
while the birthday cake slices given
are always the societal less
Buttery speech spit missives
light the Roman candles
Tribalism is the bogeyman lurking shadowy,
causing sweat tightened grips
on ivory-plated handles
Such nuclear rhetoric divide minds so easily
Should truth ever be told humanely ...
we’re one blood ~ one family
Twelve equal parts of one parental sum
But, there be those
who will toss division darts
at anyone who oppose
Shhh ... Listen to the heavenly serenade
prayer heard nightly
A dawn mist awakening sun glow bade
speaks healing truth unto
the brokenheart beat
Pulmonary bleed pierce was manmade
Tribalism is very, very good
infinity unity
to souls planted in pure Light not shade
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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