First hand folk
no second hand cloak
every one talked
but
no
one
spoke
Sleepin’ while they’re walkin’
No seein’- only gawkin’
Dolla Dolla stackin’
Em
o
tion
ally
fraudin’
Lie caves filled
hollow promises
billed
bankrupt, time up, pay up
drilled.
Mined. Fined. Soul rewind.
Back to the day
when
less defined
enough.
More stuff. Hang tough.
Want what I got?
Hell, must be rough.
Envy goal,
sell your soul,
haters soothe the mind.
Filter. Off kilter. Red rose wilter.
Heart
shards
on the floor
like the scraps of a quilter.
Slave to a crowd. Pride. Fear. Shame.
One sided war
Now, who’s to blame?
You’d give up the ghost
had you known
if
you
knew
that the second hand joke?
that ghost?
It’s
you.
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