Poem 4.

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Jedi
What is with all these new movements and messages?
These psychopaths and self servers that think they're affectionate
They rally behind these movements because they like to control
Its a sick mental distortion, a sign of no soul

Its almost like these people are not even real...
Like they are missing a few spokes on the color wheel
The deep seas of wisdom, the vast forests of love
Purple fields of understanding, White light from above

The first assumption is that all humans are equal
Not in value but in evolution, they have been deceitful
I remember my first day of middle school, I immediately realized
Something wasn't right, some people seemed hypnotized

Pushing agenda's that were run by the establishment
Never any inward looking, everything was about dominance
Hierarchies established when there should have been compassion
People spitting venom at each other, delivering their lashings

I refused to believe that we were all the same
And to this day that belief is held without shame
When I found the truth all it really did was confirm
What I had known all along, that these people were germs

Animalistic behaviours, it was all about energy
Gaining material for self, devoid of sympathy
They can mimic emotions and fake personality
Without acknowledging this as part of your reality
You will become an energy tap, drained of all geniality

Group mentality and tribal ideology
Established hierarchies and lack of theology
Material obsession and no desire to progress
Down the path of self discovery, all was acquiesced
Unless of course it was violence, manipulation, or control
These are the driving forces behind one of these moles

They teach us to accept them, to let them into our lives
It is not "politically correct" to tell them to take a hike
They abuse our compassion, our reluctance of negativity
How so many of us see the good in every single entity
How we dont want conflict, hostility or entropy
These creatures have no regard for philanthropy

These are the ones who establish the agenda
Pushing social constructs, the media defender's
They react to your reactions, and instigate the game
This is not natural behaviour, despite what you may think

You may take the general theme of this poem as hostile
Or that I'm out of my mind, and its rhetorical "gospel"
But I know I'm not the only one who has felt this way
When observing situations and watching the play
I'm sick and tired of dealing with these repulsive energies
And feeling ashamed of myself when I think thoughts like these

Call me pretentious, vain or call me a hater
The relationship that really matters is me and my creator
And I can feel the love and understanding stemming from that part of me
It strengthens me every moment and will help me achieve what I need to achieve
Which is simply to share my light in the best way possible
To always be myself, no matter the obstacle

I especially want to help those who understand the context
They who are beginning to decipher the contents
Those that have a hard time subscribing to the negative
The ones who looked for solutions, and had a hard time being festive
The ones who saw around them that things were redundant
That the economy was rigged and slavery was abundant

If you have had a feeling your entire life
That you were put here to do something you cannot describe
If you can read this and understand the gist of my words
If you've separated yourself from the rest of the herd
Chances are you reading this is not random
Its synchronistic and has divine implication
 

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