Rolling Fire
I’m confident that my consciousness can touch every continent.
Teaching how to coexist without condescending thoughts.
Breaching consecrated and alienated power motivated decisions
That birthed the constructed lines of divided nations.
Disassemble the notion of the disabled to dissociate the belief of complacency
Discombobulate misguided ideas of pray and wait while dismantling performative activism
Disrupt predatory justice systems to disprove “Better you then me”
Discredit the evil shadow of the powers that be to disqualify the eyes that see a vacuum through the lens of greed
Disown a history that no longer serves the truth of you and me, as to displace trust from the corrupted that says pay and see
Disillusion is the tactic to fight the we, as we try to disempower the throne that calls your hour
Disestablish the thing we call power.
Generate a generation and gentrify them with genocide
Genuine gentrification changing genetics, of the general population,
Gently confuse gender and spread it to the gentiles
Mask the genealogy and make the confused form apologies.
Apathetic attitudes amplify the anesthetic
Approving atrocities while acting aesthetic.
An alliance with apathy is passive pandemic.
Peace signed in pen strokes dipped in synthetic ethics.
They sugarcoat it all and blame the diabetics
Robotic politics fuel the theatrics economics
Symbolic choices from dark rooms with questionable rhetoric
Geriatrics with a lack of etiquette changing geopolitical dynamics
In a world built in cybernetics children hooked on electronics instead of being hooked on phonics.
Pressured early to drink the tonic of numbing neurotoxins.
Pushed to react violently, tactics of fanatics press play in the acrobatics of cryptic patterns.
They monetize the dramatics, algorithmic schematics predicting our semantics.
Logistics twisted by linguistics to script the optics, addicted to the statistics while they falsify the forensics.
Diplomatic turning democratic into autocratic, philanthropic masking monopolistic as altruistic.
The critics turn cynics, the cynics turn nihilists,
And the realistic? Labeled pessimistic for resisting the sadistic.
