No science


How are they dropping science
when they hate books?
No rudiments
of being studious,
court jesters at best…
allow me
to bless thee
with poetry
written before coffee…
while at an amoled screen,
conducting transactions
peering into the hearts
of the hateful,
vengeful, no good in them,
those souls who the Elders
warned me to sidestep,
love them from afar…
and thusly I see the
Leviathan for it is,
that evil within…
but it is the realm
of the coward…
to stay sleep,
but the mighty ones…
stay woke.

Throughout my life I’ve been subjected
to inhumanity and indignity
by way of skin…
that wouldn’t adhere
to the cups
poured for me…
by the most Glorious souls
that I’ve ever broken bread with.

Son of a proud people,
glorious and who never bent
their head to nefarious intent… 

it is obscene what we do
on the outskirts of living
life on Earth.


Another iteration of the Adventures –

A reading of the aforementioned piece as part of: The Pa and Son Adventures – 🎶 credit, complements of theGentlemanBoss


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