My Prerogative - Poem by Dexsta Ray
Society of trifling delusions
What a casuistic cycle of confusion!
People persecute you for giving them facts
It only constitutes to division and that's
A fundamental of religion...
Covert coalition with a large lie
Can't shine doing business on the dark side
Those snide intentions...
So to pullulate
Have a hard time swimming in a pool of snakes
Avant-garde mind visions...
I pursue a change
And I start my mission in the schools today
In the cruelest places...
Don't just start nodding when the music's playing
Politicians are confusing the people...
A system's orchestrating retribution and evil
More going on than what they usually feed you
Cloak and camouflage
The truth always bleed through
Brother Jonathan can't remember to be true
Lend the children a hand
They can be successful if we give them a chance
Criticizing people doesn't make you a man
You wouldn't have the time if you annex a plan
I appreciate what people do for me
Don't settle for less
And just confess to God's glory
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