The poet's Pepperspray

a poem i wrote about the government chaos we are experiencing in these recent day's, and my opinion of it as a indivisual in this society

locked in this tower

high above the tree's

waiting peacefully, for the blind leaders to see

look at what you've done to me

in this place i will be

my best friend once told me 

lay down now, sleep in peace

the sun rose on my face, darkened streets i saw

curled up in my bed, kindly blissful of the law

i stepped out my night time nest

trophies around my neck 

the warfest had calmed down, as i listened for the sound

i ate my brakefast, slid into my den

as i clawed for life, i asked myself how i'd been

and the tree's moaned to me, this land's not so free

in this place my dream will be, forever mocking me

plastic friends now return, what have they learned

fancy lies here are born, look at the kingdom it has torn

i smiled at these puppets, i think my mind was set

powting little gentle puppet, hidden goal's i think you'll get

and your mind, i think is set

no sense of regret

false leader don't your freight, soft kind regret

i climbed the tower, my trumpet in my hand

i'll become lost in this green sea, so then i'll understand

you understand! you know what your doing

in your yard i find, debt stricken chains your dogs are chewing

cant you see they are lieing

war crimes their denying..

solutions you will receive, so then your pawns continue to believe