Ancient Egypt
When the ancient workers add blocks to my veins...
You are a chiseled masterpiece in a phantom time,
Your lines bear proof of a forbidden love...
One, two, three to 366 days,
2020 was a up's and down's drama play...
Humans screaming, shrill and scared,
with life to live, death unprepared...
Please disregard my outlandish hang-ups.
I loathe tight, fitted clothes...
Sounds of coarse disdain
This man stands on baseless words...
Where are we right now, just give us the truth;
but you can't give the truth, the truth is, you...
My eyes are tired from watching
this poor excuse of a leader...
In an state
Life matter can exfoliate...
I shouldn’t be eating the crisps,
but pass them over please...
Go there for your rota
There for your orders...
Born free
I was raised to believe...