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Face the Facts
1/7/21
Bugs near and far from the farm swarm
Got my own style and art form
I weathered many harsh storms
Love me, and my hearts yours
People trying to help and others with no regard for
One another, events in life can be hardcore
Having zero interest or a fan of Star Wars
Out of shape or able to partake in parkour
Hit the bullseye or missed the dartboard
People living in mansions and others in cardboard
Brought to the light or remaining in the dark more
Hidden behind barred doors
You must be kidding me
Still I see
People continually
Displaying hostility
And full of trickery
All these secret facilities
And the world still obsessed with nobility
Crystal clear or no visibility
Struggling to find tranquility
And stability
The slope is very slippery
If you're not ready, it can cause injury
Moving with agility
Improving my capabilities
Working towards victory
And solving mysteries
Before I am officially
Gone for good, AKA "History"
I'll eventually reach the state of synergy
Before it all fades to black
Got to face the facts
Heinous or courageous acts
Don't ever be a racist a**
Full of hate and wrath
Save the crap
No wonder you couldn't even finish a basic task
Always so quick to blame and laugh
An increase and drop in megawatts
At all costs
Eventually I connected the dots
I either gave my best or not
At a speed of less or more than seven knots
Will I end up in hell or enter heaven God?
I accept the outcome, and figured this is the best way to end it off
Copyright ©
Dalton Ogletree
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