Miasma
Poison through sound waves
These are the venomous days
Confine the mind to a small space
Ridicule the progress.
Indulge in the race
The physical aint timeless
I write on paper that lineless
Constructing truths that my go over you face
Covered by the mask
Most cant fathom the wrath of the hidden hand
Some stand for equality but the road of injustice has already been paved
I try to maintain and stay focus till my final days
My pivotal opus will amaze a novice whose mind is confined to a small space
Toxins in the water disillusioned by faith
A undesirable taste is whats left
I lead till my last breath in the flesh built on contaminants
Fast to detox the soul of the stress
Cover my ears to filter the mess
Poison through sound waves
By TheLastPoet
These are the venomous days
Confine the mind to a small space
Ridicule the progress.
Indulge in the race
The physical aint timeless
I write on paper that lineless
Constructing truths that my go over you face
Covered by the mask
Most cant fathom the wrath of the hidden hand
Some stand for equality but the road of injustice has already been paved
I try to maintain and stay focus till my final days
My pivotal opus will amaze a novice whose mind is confined to a small space
Toxins in the water disillusioned by faith
A undesirable taste is whats left
I lead till my last breath in the flesh built on contaminants
Fast to detox the soul of the stress
Cover my ears to filter the mess
Poison through sound waves
By TheLastPoet
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