this poem is more of a train of thought in the way it was written- a slowly and carefully driven train, in order to maintain some rhyming...this read will also get ya high so i hope you have snacks.
Ok so, there’s divinity- no one cares, so stupidity...there’s below zero to infinity- No one knows what’s given to me versus what’s limiting me until you get through the thick of it, you’ll see.
Ungodly transparency demands prophets who see farther than we- planting the seeds of clemency, every god dam hierarchy- They don’t say Yahweh & He can’t be seen-pharisees, and the same for the Pharaohs you’ll still see across that sea or even the Asian East with Holy Chinese dynasties- and till today Hindis immediately see babies in 1 of 4 categories- Castes were essential Ghandi believed..
...Sheesh, What on Earth am I ranting about in such an incoherent manner- my apologies. You must think i’m a total BLOCKHEAD! Well, you know who else they called a Blockhead?...That’s right, Voldemort. Keep it classy steemians...Im slowly disappearing into the abyss So evanescent...the clandestine Dr. Accident Flower
