A WAR ZONE
battles of the mind, a bloodless one mental field so strong the world has made our thinking myopic ‘we are susceptible’, that’s the topic It’s my mind, a war zone when I nap, I hover around like a drone too many incidents makes me question my psyche it’s a mad world, too much anarchy our minds have been laced with dogmatism we all now have fears for rheumatism simple things are now been complicated shameful acts are now authenticated white is no longer purity it’s no longer pride when you practice chastity all grounds are now quick sand everyone loves music but hates the band ‘I love you’ now sounds like a curse it’s hard to breathe, the dead has a pulse breaking hearts feels like sports terrible ships are now parked at the docks a war zone, an interface it will pass, humanity is just a phase we have destroyed so much simplicities we bunch of morons ...
