TruthChrisMiranda

They were restricting,

The bonds around creativity would never corrupt the uplifting,
For corrupt government never felt so comforting,

Cellblocks would never block my cells,
Creating new jails for every black male,
Getting caught by blackmail,

Postponed components for post-owned opponents,

Corrupt establishment handing out techs to crooks,
Rather than handing out new textbooks,
Sponsoring violence, rather than knowledge,
yet its never acknowledged,

They see me looking in three di-rections,
But Im di-ssecting

Ill die for each section
What I live for is no longer more,
Pondering longevity for another door,
No longer existent,
cant be resistant,

Thats obscure

They seek the heat like the missiles they endorse,
Wars they create to keep blood on floors,
So they gain this false sense of control,
No second plan henceforth its evermore the source.