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New plane called PLANET GHETTO
Scientist didn’t expect and know nothing about
Telescopes had no effect in sighting
Mars said, “Don’t look here”
The Milky Way responded, “Don’t even come our way”
The Moon stated, “Don’t even think about it”
What do these planets know about Planet Ghetto that we don’t
I certainly won’t perpetuate
A planet that became a create
Planet Ghetto appeared out of nowhere in space
Not much to say
Don’t bring any Earth waste
Being new to the Solar System
In fact, all the planets are protesting that they don’t share the solar system with anyone
NASA says beware with care, and they must study more for sure
Planets have made history with stories
There are still some mysteries
Planet Ghetto certainly is a surprise
No one had any idea nor realize
Unknown element in the principle
Planet Ghetto distance far
You won’t even find any car
Don’t expect to look like Earth
Planet Ghetto being a new birth
No comparison to Earth.
Annealing bypass accountant funnel package routing
Die stream play overlays
Towards function
Away from heat regulator
Mobile O.S grid independence
Semiconductor dyes/dies
No grammatical syntax coupes possible
The judicatory system
Wants to defend the crime
Complex justice obstructions
I cannot find the right rhyme
Believe you are in democracy
Equality you believe
What for does exist the competence
If I'd be considering this
If I would be considering
Opinion of yours
And you 're naive and stupid
I will have resource
I could never understand
the cataloger's best laid plan.
Books in libraries, numbered screwy
in a system made by Dewey.
There’s no difference
between a classroom
and a
Chinese
sweatshop.
No thinking,
No talking,
No creative
expression
whatsoever.
Give us your
whole day and
you will receive
minimal reward
for your
indoctrination.
They tell us we’re the future
yet 63% of us stand under twenty-five,
hungry for more than empty promises.
They say unemployment is only 6.8%
but when each job vacancy spawns nineteen hopeful faces,
those numbers shatter.
It’s not our fault alone
we’re taught to pass, not to prepare,
and leaders build bridges to nowhere.
change the system,
rebuild classrooms with real tools,
forge curricula in tune with today’s world,
craft jobs that don’t evaporate at sunset.
We memorize theories dusted in chalk,
while the real world races in code and startups
our syllabi stuck in yesterday’s headlines,
outdated lessons that never teach how to build,
to pitch, to innovate, to adapt.
change the system,
write modules on digital skills and green tech,
teach us negotiation, problem-solving, resilience,
so our knowledge finally walks hand in hand with reality.
Because when the system bends to our needs,
those cracks become the light we’ve been waiting for.
Woahhh.. rock and roll. Definitely.
The system may just overload.
A lead foot going down the road.
Soft, a bit smooth? Not remotely.
That sound broke apart inside me,
hearing the guitar my pulse slowed.
Woahhh.. rock and roll.
Man that vibrates, this is heavy.
Music defined by that zip code,
with every lyric those roots showed.
It can take you back easily,
woahhh.. rock and roll.
The last one standing
Would usually be a victory
But in this black girls story
It was the opposite
For her this was a loss
Being the only black girl in the school
And for this She felt it deeply
Knowing for the next few years She would be lonely
Most of the other black parents
Wanted their children
To escape from this schools racism
Some of them along with their parents were forced to leave and go back to their home country
She felt like she was drowning
Trapped in a sea of white faces
Knowing the next few years would be exhausting
Knowing she would have no one to talk to
Not knowing if she would make it
She was now an easier target
Of their cruelty
Of their laughter
She had now become an outcast
They had made her feel
Unwanted
Worthless
Like she was a burden
They taunted
The tormented
They teased
They pushed her buttons
Anf if she dared to speak back
She'd be labelled
As the 'angry black girl"
She didn't have the privilege
To speak
She wondered
If being invisible
Would give her freedom
This wasn't about her being able to hide
This was about her wanting to commit suicide
They kept finding different ways to lynch us
Oh we're still spectacles
They just watch from their smartphones
Watching as we struggle
Watching us be tackled
They don't see us as victims
Just waiting for a pundit
To say we deserve it
Let's not forget about the 13th ammendment
Instead of being slaves they just entered our names in the system
As an excuse to reduce us to numbers
Instead of being slaves we were just labelled as criminals
Technically 'slavery' was abolished
So instead of being whipped
We were punished
With imprisonment
They just found a loophole
A different form of control
Don't get me started on the education system
A place where our history is hidden
A place of division
And preferential treatment
Of a certain race of students
They do it just enough
To remind us of our place in this institution
A constant reminder of how we will never fit in
All because our skin which triggers their racism
If you think racism has ended
Then you're choosing ignorance
You need to be educated
But us black people won't do it
A sleazy greedy cheating single-minded
lying used car salesman with ambition
had higher aspiration hopes
of a top managerial position
altho' customer trust was a must
as the fast-talking low-life archetype
his focus was on moving their money
into his pocket with one fell swipe
so to move as much merchandise
as a man can possibly do
while on rota to meet his quota
he'd advertise low mileage good as new
yet of the hundred motors or more
parked polished outdoors and on show
when viewers knew not what to purchase
and wanting a coupe which would go
as prospective buyers they'd ask in dismay
the pointed all-important question
'Which car should I buy, of those on display?'
he would reply, 'Try my auto suggestion.'
Behind and to your left I'll be
Supporting to the nth degree
I don't care to be out front
To play with you is all I want
Turn around if you're not sure
I'll be back there keeping score
Ready with some affirmation,
Encouragement, and motivation
Worry not, I'm covering
All you have to do is sing
And if you start to feel weary
Come and rest your head on me
I'll hold you and I'll tell you things
Words of love in whisperings
And I'll take care of everything
All you have to do is sing
Hear me out please, Lord, for to you I do pray.
I’ve lost my direction lately, will you point the way?
I’m trying to redirect myself as you asked me to.
Now I need your help, I am counting on you.
Should I sit here and wait for you, I don’t have a clue.
I need you to tell me, Father, the next thing I’m to do.
I’m laying here writing this, I’ve made you a room.
Looking for your guidance, hope to hear from you soon.
Your word says to believe, nothing’s impossible to you.
I struggle to accept that, I guess because I am new.
Will, you talk to my mind, do you someone to say.
Like, son, walk in that direction, and I’ll show you the way.
I’ll share this with others, who struggle just like me.
I want to make it easier, to help other believers to see. Expect a good outcome, is what I just heard you say.
Just stand on your living word, and I will find my way.
Don’t doubt, or deny you, and you’ll help me to win.
Because disbelief or doubt is one of man’s greatest sin.
I will repeat your word, that’s what Jesus would do.
And let you do the rest, I know you will come through.
A careful constructed system
that’s designed to lead to failure
few escapes, leaving the rest
to be taken advantage of
those who escape
reaches a certain level
then prey on the weak
by selling hopes and dreams,
hope and dreams
that rarely come true.
The game is being sold as
the truth remains concealed
while those continue to profit
off the ignorance and the pain
emotions get exploited,
generating energy curren-cy
that keeps the system employed
as it thrives on the sufferer.
Extortion and manipulation
hijacks the mind, turning
you into willing participants
of your own torment,
creating a tyrannical force
that’s impossible to beat.
Free-will in disguise is a
predetermined force
coering you to endure in
a careful constructed system,
a system that’s designed
to maximize human suffering.
Delicious green and red apples,
Grow in the farm by hard working people.
Carefully transported to the fruit stores,
Displayed for the shoppers to adore.
Then they were in my possession,
Planned to give them to a dear friend,
Who used to love and enjoy them,
But all of a sudden, the fruits and me,
We, to the recipient, became aliens and enemies,
And hence we both were rejected as his favorites,
Somehow just because we related to the dirty system,
by the definition from this person.
I would rather let the fruits rot and become fertilizers,
Than let him be the fruits' consumer.
Who knew how to use negative and aggressive language,
Unkind and hurtful words towards others.
He must have sold or lost his soul to the evils,
In the Lunar Calendar month of the ghosts and devils.
A spirit month was the traditional name by Asian.
It lasted 28 days, but ended my friendship forever,
After knowing him for six months, six days and six hours.
I thought he could be my friend forever.
By the Way was his private surname,
66 was his nickname and
6 was his favorite number game.
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