The world is in a uproar
Nothing changes with the silent fire
Mass change with the break of fire
Fighting fire with fire is nothing I desire
But the fire never was invited
By the people to the right side
News slash its opposite day and the world is divided
and I definitely have something to say.
The gears turning in my head are vast and made for
something that will never go away.
The chance to lead and the chance to speak out will not be
something I drown out.
It is my chance to jump on the target.
Because I’m the last one
and it’s my job to complete the mission.
Back to the world.
Not my brain.
The world was in better shape.
Day by day,
the rules will change
and that stupid thing on your face will never help you with
your cope.
The device used is not questioned,
but is certainly not destined to save us all from a great fall.
The China plague is not destined.
Pause.
Now the line is being split.
The right side and the radical leftist.
And people will run to their home
and hop on their phones and shout,
while looking for clout.
And by the way those people will be drowned out.
By the great fire that is roaming about.
I’m sorry
I’m sorry for going on a rant,
but please understand that this is what the almighty planned.
For me to speak out,
for me to chase the objective.
I stare at the roof during the night wondering who would do this.
For some reason I knew this.
At the time I was clueless.
That the call is saying don’t do this.
The profession has changed.
And I think it will be great.
For I will make a great change.
And someday
it will be great.