Friends that hide a darker shade,
Are the first ones to let you go and fade.
They want to see you do better,
But will degrade you little by little.
Fake friends treat you bad,
Expects you to be joyful and on-track.
But little do they know, their words hurt,
Like an arrow right through the heart.
They don't understand that they can be wrong too,
They just act like they have no clue.
But I soon realised, they are toxic and manipulative,
They aren't good people to be around with.
They go yapping about their achievements,
They just don't care about your sentiments.
Who will explain them that what they are doing is wrong?
We should do something before it's too long.
Let's change people around us, let's change ourselves,
Spread happiness not any stress.
Let's make sure we make someone smile a day,
Without any expectations, without any giveaways.
Because at the end, you are you, I am me,
But aren't we all still human beings?
Let's change this society, make every person bloom,
How about we give them a little groom
Top gun angel wings
Conglomerate giveaways
Bodhisattva beings
And Taketh Away
Locked in a realm undefined and
Unimaginable to the onlookers through
The lens of a mechanical being with
An intelligence and compassion that
Exceeds that of our so-called leaders
Of the “free world” purchased with
The blood, sweat, and tears of those
Who could not qualify for the giveaways
Because their names could not be sold
For profit and gain in the economic
Chaos that lobotomized reason and
Compassion out of the minds of those
Who had the resources to find us before
We passed beyond a veil that separates
The living from the late ones; late because
They did not realize that the One we look
Up to giveth and taketh away.
Mall, Boutique, Department store treasures to my commercial heart do speak
Must frequent all to earn preferred status and join the frivolous clique
Glitzy curtains, fragrant candles, gaudy clothes through glamorous show windows peak
Sales, promotions, every-day values entreat any time during the week
Checks, petty cash start the extravaganza; plastic cards extend the streak
Nick knacks, valuables, and everything in between must seek
To grand openings, holiday giveaways, early previews, away I sneak
Revelling through posh galleries, gilded show rooms in the presence of chic manequins so sleek
Reconnoitering new fashions, suave styles, designer wears so sheek
Through crowded aisles, up squeaky escalators, into narrow corridors not for the meek
With such dedication, resolve, and passion you dare call me weak
My cabinets are stuffed, my closets are packed, my halls are cluttered; but I'm no freak
There is a place on the shore of New Jersey.
Everyone has heard of it, it is called Atlantic City.
This is a place of yearlong activity.
Yes, this is a city nearly everyone knows.
I know you are very familiar with the casinos.
With offers in the mail, they draw you down the shore.
They entice you with comps and giveaways galore.
When they see you, they will gladly open the door.
They are only after your money, and then some more.
Casinos merely regard you as another gullible sap.
Each place is only a clip joint and a trap.
If you are considering a trip, then hold your horses.
The machines and tables will tap all your resources.
When your pockets are empty, then it is time to roam.
When you lose, it seems like a longer distance home.
If Dell made a computer back in 1941.
If my daddy had one then why would we have made it in the shaded sun.
WE could not then even exist because of television.
Can you imagine if the parents of this hippy generation
Knew that yahoo.com it did exist in time what this???
Could we have gotten any sleep and even rested
with all the kids on this game thing.
Exploited Christians are disintegrating while they are
Standing and even overnight cammping
To be the first in line for the new innovations
The free giveaways intended just to pull the masses in the door
The fast internet is not intended just for the praise of GOD
But also to insinuate the **** into the language of the born.
The newest generation is not no longer X.
But X-rated.
The information age has ushered in the inclination of the wicked to be GOD.
If eye had had a mouse in my right hand when eye was born.
Eye could not move it even then but eye can have a mouse in my right hand
And move it even now because eye am more carefully endowed
To look at women making kisses is not wrong.
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