Poem #27

Young God born in the ghetto
Struck by Gepetto
Goddesses worshiping stiletto

Do they know?

Can they see the secret societies
Secret proprietaries
Denying me
Lying to me
Hiring me
Turn around and firing me

Pictures of matrices is what you paintin' for me

We no see divinity
We cannot heal like a shaman
We can't make it rain with a rain dance
Not like strippers do    
I'm talkin' voodoo
Haitian integrated indigenous DNA
Melinated
Propagated
Now my warriors castrated, emasculated
Indoctrinated, that's the only way we know to make it
Incarcerated, slangin' and bangin' is how we made it

Satrseeds fallen from the sky
Eating American poisonous pies
Feastin' on trumped up American lies

YO EVOLUTION WON'T BE TELEVISED!

House of Cards
Game of Thrones
American Gods

This is your chance
To take a stance
Introspection
Positive reflections
Higher self connectin'

Arise