General Issues
By: Anthony Diaz (Gazelle)
Where do I begin in, this conspiracy we live in,
The media producing gimmicks,
“Hip-Hop” industries mimic,
Identical propaganda just to get rich quick,
Feeding us there residue,
To gain fame and revenue,
And help “Build!” our future generations ignorance,
Leaving the upcoming discombobulated and oblivious,
I can’t stand to see.
I can’t stand to see.
Or witness adolescents fill there veins with vital concoctions,
Of heroine//
Inhaling angel dust//
Swallowing ecstasy//
(Sarcasm)
Drinking greatly brewed beer by Miller, Samuel, and Coors,
Not to mention Mrs. Tequila and Hennessey.
Helping create little delinquents to provide a higher infantile population,
Soon Coke dealing will become a choice as an occupation.
Corruption will Co-exist with inflation,
For those to buy off poverty and stick with minor segregation,
Because it’s left unnoticed, doesn’t mean racism left separation.
The streets of Chicago, the roads of the world, have become a box of crayons.
Leaving us with perfect pictures for us graph writers to spray on.
And as we pollute the visual section of the membrane,
It’ll depend upon the government to decide how much joy these little men gain.
Because we’re only pawns in this game of chess,
Losing our lives for what’ll never exist.
Unless we fix these general issues,
Unless these general issues can be fixed,
But till then,
Our lives will be lived in chaos,
We will prey for whatever stray god.
Bombs will be taught how to be made in class,
We’ll be surrounded by ramparts, smoke, and shattered glass.
Schools will be bunkers,
Peace will be a one day a year treaty held on July fourth
The Olympics will be burnt by its own torch,
Death will be an obligation rather than a habit in the life cycle.
Destiny will perspire,
With the flames we’ll inquire,
By the madness in our souls that we so truly desire,
Portrayed as the liberal pain gained from a fire,
Until we are led to be free,
Out of misery,
Where the skies are blue and the grass is green,
Where colors combine into a mass of unity,
Where there is no poor, no rich but equal,
Where tranquility runs round the people,
Where there is no wrong to our poet’s lyrical content,
Venturing the anonymity of spiritual concepts,
But till then,
Soliciting will be prohibited,
And soon our thoughts will be limited.
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