Welp, It's just a Illusion, but the world is
continually spinning.
but do you mind if I squeeze a little
oil amongst this canvas?
As a poet my job is to re write or/
rephrase the impulses of
the blind agreement, and try to separate
the fidelity from infidelity..
You know the maturity over the
immaturity.. Define the characteristics
amongst every living organism.
most want to create negativity toward
the positivity; create advantage vs
the disadvantages.
yet..
you're not your job. you're not how much
money you have stacked.
you're not the car you drive. you're not
the content of your wallet,
but yet you are you're human.
A Perfectionists but not perfect..
hiding behind money don't make you perfect,
it do make you bless.. but half of you
bastards don't sit down long enough to
count your blessings or give glory to
Christ for all that he have done..
better yet,
I'm just a critical thinker, I visualize the world
I try to find the greatness of this world
instead of the deterioration of it.. I critique the
world images before it happen, on how the
world should be.. you can call it a fixation
of life.. Call it what you want to call it but
I want the vision of the whole world surrounding
the Green & the Blue holding hands amongst
one another instead of the amongst of death
beds we often see ourselves drained over.
But like I enlisted It's only a envision.
continually spinning.
but do you mind if I squeeze a little
oil amongst this canvas?
As a poet my job is to re write or/
rephrase the impulses of
the blind agreement, and try to separate
the fidelity from infidelity..
You know the maturity over the
immaturity.. Define the characteristics
amongst every living organism.
most want to create negativity toward
the positivity; create advantage vs
the disadvantages.
yet..
you're not your job. you're not how much
money you have stacked.
you're not the car you drive. you're not
the content of your wallet,
but yet you are you're human.
A Perfectionists but not perfect..
hiding behind money don't make you perfect,
it do make you bless.. but half of you
bastards don't sit down long enough to
count your blessings or give glory to
Christ for all that he have done..
better yet,
I'm just a critical thinker, I visualize the world
I try to find the greatness of this world
instead of the deterioration of it.. I critique the
world images before it happen, on how the
world should be.. you can call it a fixation
of life.. Call it what you want to call it but
I want the vision of the whole world surrounding
the Green & the Blue holding hands amongst
one another instead of the amongst of death
beds we often see ourselves drained over.
But like I enlisted It's only a envision.
Written By: Poetry.Jones
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