Old days
Don’t you remember times?
That you wish were now
Tried to keep it off your mind
But it ended up out of hand
Why was it held in the first place?
Brain washed to the grave
You were not dressed up coming out on your B-Day
Excuse me your first breath day
Subconsciously thirsty for the gift
Being highly adaptive to your surroundings
Egos apple leaves one bemused
Judging, flaunting and taunting
Suddenly life seems polarized
Glamour and glitter “do as you’re told”
The Humbled meek seem out of control
DAUNTING when everything is taken but your life
Treated less than human
Placed in projects for studying
Detrimental schooling, determines prospect prison building
No knowledge to care for the children
Superstars and lives’ some don’t actually live
Don’t need to say it in your rhymes
Though it’s strictly bout the business
Moving units near and far
Displacing people’s jobs
Evil lends then Robs and leaves you
Standing awaiting its mob
To claim what to them belongs”You’re Life”
This pain is just too long.
LIFE
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