Blog Post 010

I found a hat in my trunk, gray cloth up front tannish gray mesh in the back. There is a tan patch on the front of the hat, white letters read USA with a red outline. EST. 1776, in white letters underneath. There are rust stains all over it "Keep America Racist Still" A white man can find truth where there is none. That is our gift, to the world. Whether it's DEI or be it BLM we'll find a way to make the profit speak. We're peak, the best of evolution. The pinnacle, of procreation What better offering to our God can we make, but to offer up the things that we consider to be fate? It is our world, or the one that we inherited. Who are we to object with what's unfurling? So the current sweeps our feet and we pray for the fall to take our seat. But the conveyor belt doesn't stop for fingers.

Glory, Glory—to the King of Man the one we chose to save us. Glory to the man who gave us the bread. Glory to the man who built us our walls. Glory to the man who takes us down into the promised land. Hallelujah—to the King of Man the one we chose to save us. Hallelujah to the man who makes sure we're fed Hallelujah to the man who protects the light in us. Hallelujah to the man who brings us down into the den of lions. Glory to the man who makes sure we are tested for the time when we must fight. For a lamb is defenseless, but a goat is the sacrifice.

From the mountains, through the Queen City to the Steel's shitty bars, and back.. I've seen it all Trials, tribulations, coitus and fibulations We're rotten. I can't be proud of the state of any union when our world is so far from an onion. It's supposed to be layered. Good and Bad are both very sad when they just make us get real mad now.. But if the choice is this, can we acknowledge that without hating what it means, though.

I know someday, that I will die and no more words will flow. I know someday that I will die and no more love will show. So I sing today, to praise my way— as I shuffle through the void now. For tomorrow's coming, until it's not. But I'll continue to appreciate the sunrise.