Whisper

Levitating: calling all 
Molded into a bowling ball, 
six pins on the wall
At evening all go low 
Silver light shining
White beams flashing,
Closed eyes and minds rising
Heads: Moving up and down-
Bodies passing through the ground 
Think I can't see it oh no 

G's moving silently 
B's watching like we-
don't know that they follow laws
So we moving slow mo...
Everybody shouting O...
Birdseye view: watching 360 
Degrees; the boys got toys,
Listening to those who whisper
They got flashes on the skies,
Firing shots when heard 
Its hard to live but they- 
shouting Long live,

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