EGGSHELLS

 

lightly we take our steps 

counting with caution as we stride 

we breathe in fear and fears

we’re tired of walking on this eggshell

they’ve sold their souls we know 

oppressors so vicious and callous 

they sit in round tables to paint their moves 

beautiful khakistocracy

loots shared in raw cash in silence 

they smile to themselves with ease 

but they sleep not at night when it’s dark 

the slightest sound sends a shiver down their spines 

eating without conscience 

even the crumbs that falls, they still pick up

“death is evitable” they say 

a shallow mind marks a shallow grave 

your time is counting and will soon be up 

we are finding our footing and soon it will be solid 

our feet can no longer sync with these eggshells 

the days of reckoning beckons 

@talk2leigh

9:35am

31 Aug 2023