The obvious

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Don’t brand me ordinary 

When I can bend 

Your ocular with my optimal pen

Using verbiage to attest 

What you’re witnessing is the poetic crusader-

Call it civil unrest 

Stepped up to my soap box to protest 

The words unfold each time I profess 

I’m going to say what’s on my mind 

Tired of the popular opinion

This isn’t

Oppositional thought just to ‘be different’

Exhausted with entertaining sheep

Those too lazy to do anything 

It’s easier just to be told what to think

Not religious but I pray

Meditate to keep me balanced

It stops my desire for violence 

Listen

There’s solitude in silence

Your energy is poured into waging wars 

For separation  

You take what isn’t yours instead of being Self-driven   

Your nine beside you 

Pumped full of ammunition 

Wasting moments taking sides

All over feelings   

Creating enemies

With those you hardly know 

What I see are characters on the scene

Screaming profanities while soliciting peace

The ones educated by fleets 

Disguised to benefit humanity 

They demand full conformity 

The ideologies they repeat 

Are demonstrated in their hypocrisy

How can “woke” actually mean “asleep”

For years I’ve been a spectator

Observing from a distance 

Waiting for resistance 

That time is now

Gather your tribe for the interference 

Burn your sage to cleanse the spirit

This isn’t a movement it’s a mission

I catch bodies 

Disposing of corpses in trenches 

Laying enemies to rest on a pile of syringes 

Cleaning house-it’s a matter of business

Every person manipulated by the system

Open your eyes to the deception 

Too distracted by sex for anything 

Of substance to hold your attention

They distort our perception

To further transgressions 

Live free on your feet

Not in your Instagram mentions 

For those who don’t align with the

Societal regression

Stand tall

This is your message 

Written By:

Desi Sevena