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Ode to Free Thought

by Joshua Radewan

By Joshua RadewanPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
Ode to Free Thought
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I am a saging rageaholic

A former raging alcoholic

Digitally manipulated

Mentally stimulated and morally infiltrated

A demi god of my spiritual synagogue

Gas lit but mentally fit

Dirt poor but soul rich

A channeling scorpio alchemist

Heart of gold with an iron fist

And I leave my demons on my six

No mountain to steep

No river to deep

No time to sleep

Synchronicity guided

Perspective double sided

Faith, love and sobriety

No longer seeking ego driven notoriety

Tortured catalyst

Human analyst

Useless information database

Up linked but down trodden

Old school but living modern

Balls?

I got my portion

A Phoenix risen from an abortion

Extortion?

No that's not my thing

Gave away my purity ring

But still The intent remains

Paid my Capital gains

In the game of games.

Not voluntarily but solitarirly

Moments of weakness preceded by thoughts of doubt

Misguided anger as I stand up and shout

Drought?

Not of the mind that's for damn sure

An apostle looking for an answer

Spiritual warfare

The Devil grins with a blank stare

A shamanic rainmaker

A demonic chainbreaker

The atrocities

Hippocracies

Mockeries

And self fulfilled prophecies

An empathic narcissist?

Or a narcissistic empath

Cut class

Think fast

Are we losing or winning

Is it the end or beginning

I love Martin but I didn't have a dream I had nightmare

Wake up the devil doesn't fight fair

Keep on living like we don't care

Better beware

Better be scared

This shits graying my hair

Soldiers of God

See through Satans facade

Utopian mirage

There is war in the astral

And their still talking about Castro

They poison the streams

And stifle your dreams

Labor shortage?

Please

Maybe the working class is sick of bending at the knees

Corporate overlords in their fancy suits

Where is Michael and his sword of truth

Time to get rid of our boots

Get back to our roots

This isn't the way we were meant to live

Slaving away until we have nothing left to give

It's time to stand up and fight

Or am I alone and the 1% right

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