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Young  and  gifted, timelines shuffling hubris

Surviving  endemic,  struggles not a gimmick

Living life unseen, dreaming 2b seen. live and directed

Holding  stacks  for market stunts,  matters not facts,  haunt

Followers  encamp,  social  media  stamped per  clique, likes

Verified  and  legitimize,  willing  to die for the lie invented

Hands off,  child’s  play,  governments  slow  to react on Co-Vid paydays

Chasing white ways  to  bring  back Broadway,  down  side  street parlays

No police  sweeps  upon  roads  least  travelled, neighbors  battle status

Unravels’ by throes  of  rivalry, chivalry  is  quickened  to  death in no fly zones

On sight is now the  norm  for  eliminating  closed circuit  captures of disrespect

Vex is  the  side-show of  stay  at  home  sequesters, as  parties strictly mingle to gather

Beef is  cooked on  consignment,  as metes  are  bound  by  lines  drawn, ghetto  senses

Building consensus  marches  on  plazas,  while  snipers  scope  out  minds from verandas

Preaching JUST US!  JUST US…..in  all  eyes  seeing,  pickets  don’t  stop,  as an  end  all meaning

Dream on 21st  Century,  time  done  stopped in-between  hands  of  ten  and  two  leaning

One time,  stops by twelve,  meaning  the  beating  of  riot  gear  police,  like  two  sticks is  eleven

On  code,  is  a  necessity  to  protect  the  neglected  and  shield  the  infected  from  re-infecting

Affecting a  world  full  of  change,  as  dollars  are  tossed  from  SpaceX  launches  to  space out stations

Sometimes  it  makes  me  wander,  but  not  too  far,  as  mellow  messages,  Flash across far & between

No  meme  is  an  aspiration,  kept  on  the  down  low,  as  the  subliminal  messages  are  a constant

Now  human  race  is  the  groupthink  of  those  predators  out  hunting  the  trophy  called  demise

Disguised  as  patriotism  of  one  kind  or  another  is  fast  tracking  the  unwise  to  follow fascist  dis’course

Arguments are brought to carry  on  traditions  way  out  to  pasture,  as  red  rages  in  flyover states

Now  we  all  gonna  have  a  say,  of  a  say  what  aesthetic,  now  ain’t  that  just  prophetic,  in public

Rise  above  it  all,  or  fall  all  the  way  down  from  heights  unlike  Kilimanjaro, as  the upside bout 2b down

From  the  plains,  to  the  forest,  when  that  final  tree  falls,  maybe  then  we  will have seen enough to finally  listen

Unsound  is bound 2b  such  a  crash,  unless you  look  beyond  the  thickets  of  circuitry of prevailing virtual reality to finally  use  that  Jungle Eye frequency  to forge ahead……