Old Covenant

I cant sympathize with women when its them against my color,

The constant moons they goto to take meat at the altar,

The pettiness to conceal that which is power,

The falsehoods they create hour upon hour,

Talking out the side of their heads exclaiming it’s a blessing,

Privileged to want it all by sacrificing the message,

Robots in the future producing the same kids,

Never surprised by attention because of desperate ill men,

These are the days when bombs don’t miss,

Scurrying franticly for the times they spent,

If I wasn’t this color avoiding me would be easy,

But I am, and that’s the correlation you resist me,

U are not black but a white ball that’s cued,

Sue me then because I’ve been sued,

Cant wait till you see the results of this aftermath,

Then will U regret the how U chose your path.