To the…..
Unrealized revolution
Spent on times in rewind, while,
White Power is devoured like white powder
How fine or unkind to define, opie abuse
daze’d @sssses, fake as news, already known
Romanced or Plagiarized wins brought home
Hits by Bitcoins, keeping undertaxed hackers Lit
Laughing or Crying depends…on GoFundMe streams
In come cups half full or weighted orders, immigrants’ dream
From sideline players, to full court ballers….
stock’d market blings….rings
Tikki torches on Confederate flag porches…
Toasts are raised on the backs of English muffins
Kneeling is half allegiance, moreover a call to duty
Toughing out the coming and goings is rough
Had enough of the whether, while hopes springs repeating
This fling is that thing to remember or dismember 2017!
Any member, err’reday living, making a way worrying…
Health care disappearing, pandora’s box of overt racism rearing
Raising lighters is society’s way of game recognizing game by meme(ing)
For in the last night in Gregory’s year, we cheer, or gasp in disbelief
{Whole-Year-Thru-Yeah} is a rallying cry, although atrocities will survive
Fall, crawl, pray and eat to commemorate passing go means you still alive….
So to all my fellow revelers, fallen, or just risen, schemers or status hoes
Thanks be giving a pass on yesterday’s display and so from beginning to end….
I pray for safe passage and survival, no matter what may come….and when!
I’m still alive!
So good cheer to you and yours, may all travels be blessed…..and yes…..this is my New Year Resolution!
(Be Where You At and Handle That!!)
May Peace be your Shroud!