Un- Plugged
I was never a follower anyway
a big fan of the matrix; my heads loose
like a few screws you know
Suggest right I go left.
The first I ever witnessed man evolving
into something else
I would tell you what but I can't pronounce
the word.
Theres a machine lodged in the moon
on the other half whispers of atlantis
exscape the through sound waves
They blamed it all on mental illness
truthfully maybe it is, or maybe they
were just grinning for nothing the day
it arrived.
They call them screaming folks on the corner
some of us call them crazy depending on the color
their blasting prophets off their sqaure in the new
millinium, as for me I'm still searching
screaming out in the night like a mother-less animal
trying not to become prey to no man
keeping the scriptures close to my heart
like they will the sword as soon as some claims
he will return; like a thief in the night
Hope I won't be stealing that night
out of the front door hands filled with valuables
not ever knowing the owners will never return
Sorry for getting religous on you, acting out what
they want me to be
The reasons for all the mind f---ing ya dig
and all the incouraged words of suicide
Life is wonderful and free
Dude I got hooked on the episodes of schizafrania like
a television now I need it to live like a hit from the pipe
NO, NO I'm drug free never was for peer pressure
I use to watch my favorite aunts suck up the gothic lines
and leave and mentally able to push away in the ladder years
Their playing politics with our Christ
placing him at the door of prascastination
meaning; no one wants the truth of his coming
to much money involved, to much sin un-resolved
and everyone could be the prophecy but you
Your just always the victim.
Copyright © Diiamond Rich | Year Posted 2010
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment