MILEY CYRUS..To be Continue.

We live in upside down expectations
Golden girl on the YouTube
Whitey with a southern gag
Brought up in the lights
With expectations of not turning dark.
Program to parade the alley in prom dress
And Fixed on the country press.
But things are not the way we always plan
Lost in the urban Struggle
Jacked up in Short pants and leggings
Rolling greens with the brothers
Drinking Ciroc and Lemonade
All Whiles twerking on the MTV.



The fight is in our hands
Free talk in Freetown
Three decades of Fuckery
And they still talking shit.

Fat rat in a cat chase
Red or Green. Red and Green
Dinning on the state coffers
Whiles the people suffer .

The new word in town is Prosperity
Poverty and political insanity
People held and Things broken up
When the only thing that prospers is corruption.

As we Caught up in the anal of their thoughts
Our voices are below their thoughts
And When the dawn is over.May Lights reappears
O God,delivered us from their dubious ways.

To Whom It May Concern

The noblemen of our yesterday
Olive branches where I fall
Shelter to my stormy days
A word for everyman he sees

When things are tough
And the road is rough
Lights and darkness are clashing
His grace concealed me.

Thou  hearts are now  enraged
Word a  stranger
Conscience on death row
Love dwelt in his deeper adorn.

Now that the leaves are falling
Midnight bells are ringing
Silent whispers of his ages past
Help me to see his grace

And The Subject Was Shut Down.

The watery down of our civilization
Money,the evil that planted the evils
Blooming nightmares of the right.
Paled with etched crooked ears
Brought down to shut down
Fapping on the Deep red-blue divided
As Cruz cruising their way to miseries.
And when everything is down and done
Delivered us through the prayers of Black.