In throw down, spit out, free-verse
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by; just get on with it
We glorify, wrong define
Our aims and targets
Look past one another
Mirrors reflections corrupted
Facts based on docted truth
Spinning on wheels of lies
Concocted tales being sold to one another
Boastful acts without content considerations
News papers force feed fantasies, us as targets
Airbrushed to deceive the eyes; gullibles
We are all politicians, words exchanged to course confusion
Reality crowded crowned in complicated delusion
Double visions, so we choose to pick blindly
Gone in forgotten stages past, drop outs, wiped out
Before the truth is seen in reflected mirrors
Neighbourhood watch
Turned neighboured gangs, transformations
In roles reverses, to torment one another
Role models, too busy redefining their status
The end game aimed for, is riches selfish
False prophets, picking on revelations chapters
No legacy left behind
For the youth, to stage as ambitions
Silent reflected mirrors
So we glorify, wrong define
Our aims and objectives, ambitions
Facts based on phantom achievements
That's that, in highlights, right there
And if you don't know now you know
Centre left, centre right all focused on corruption
This was a public service announcement
Brought to you by; the morning light
Still waiting for the charity donations
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by; just get on with it
We glorify, wrong define
Our aims and targets
Look past one another
Mirrors reflections corrupted
Facts based on docted truth
Spinning on wheels of lies
Concocted tales being sold to one another
Boastful acts without content considerations
News papers force feed fantasies, us as targets
Airbrushed to deceive the eyes; gullibles
We are all politicians, words exchanged to course confusion
Reality crowded crowned in complicated delusion
Double visions, so we choose to pick blindly
Gone in forgotten stages past, drop outs, wiped out
Before the truth is seen in reflected mirrors
Neighbourhood watch
Turned neighboured gangs, transformations
In roles reverses, to torment one another
Role models, too busy redefining their status
The end game aimed for, is riches selfish
False prophets, picking on revelations chapters
No legacy left behind
For the youth, to stage as ambitions
Silent reflected mirrors
So we glorify, wrong define
Our aims and objectives, ambitions
Facts based on phantom achievements
That's that, in highlights, right there
And if you don't know now you know
Centre left, centre right all focused on corruption
This was a public service announcement
Brought to you by; the morning light
Still waiting for the charity donations
Excellent. I enjoyed your poem immensely.
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