SickA Poem by The Unknown SithEdison's cone....Welcome to the real Dying for something to feel Asleep at the wheel Blind, deaf, and dumb Numb to all of this See the violence and don't even flinch See the gore and no longer become sick In the past, unforgivable Now we are quick to forget Admit it Were sick Admit it It doesn't hit like it used to We are not as moral as we used to be The life we are used to is, too gone All our heroes are dead Duct tape your head Reason is out this season The devil is free Dogma covered in flees Hope died from disease Humanity No, it's insanity Admit it Were all sick Admit it Or Take another hit Forget to the second power of ignorance Asleep at the wheel The end...for real? Einstein's cone 1 + 1= Racism squared to > Homophobic Nuns should have guns Love ÷ Love = men can have babies The O-zone is repairing itself Equality @ votes = nothing, but more of the same We never went to the moon Hillary is power $$$ insain Hexagons are hate speech The world is flat Obama built a plane Ted Cruz is the zodiac killer Trump has a toupee on his head Biden is the walking dead Kamala is black and some will just vote on that The world is more left than Nascar The right's party tent looks a lot like a white KKK hood Stay stoned Live alone Eat Styrofoam God = you're phone Admit it Were all so sick! Go ahead take another hit of this... ah, by the unknown sick © 2024 The Unknown Sith |
StatsAuthorThe Unknown SithMaryville, TNAboutI write in a b*****d style. It entertains my brain. My subject are primarily insane. I like to sometime take a story, idea, policy...and write from the opposing side. I find it very original and satis.. more..Writing
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