Random Acts of F*****Y

Modifying defiant submachine guns that’s  insubordinate.   My coordinates is ordinate especially when you exchange questions of idleness, without any change of course like switched majors or is it a lack of sufficient currency to pun on green.  Two individuals standing on course, but one Oreo.  One being considered the master the other just a mere eye floater.  Something that remains in sight but slowly passes away only to keep resurfacing like torn skin no lashings but more chains even white people got highly fashionable nooses.  Generations with nothing in common, but the change spared.  Not talking about what goes in the naked palm of your hand, the only thing we receive is more welfare and more tuxedos with no invites to parley about a decent salary.  Minimum is the norm and dreams are just the abstract for nerds who not disillusioned cause they sight is near sighted, while individual that follow Booker T only see the world far sighted.  Tedious to grief, way too impatience to succeed, strive hard enough to transcend erections yet so green, that I’m color blind to leafs.  So on departed I stay.

The Great Ape and his children......

Imagine a world not misconstrued by the ignorance of the slave offspring’s.  Now conceive a portrait of docile creatures submitting to an Ape.  Now, fathom the great ape inscribing a doctrine of religion compulsorily amongst “pagan”  continents.  The ape obliterates scared texts but offers his “pagan” children a “paradox deliverance”, offering peace but ravages their women and their land.  Offers them religious text and teaches them how to be great cultivators of the land, but leaves his children with a drought of the mind, and an absence of culture.  40 acres and mule portraits for the niggers and reserved seats all the way in the back for the red faces.  Do you see the same portrait that I spoke of at the beginning?  Now picture the slave offspring instructing the illuminated such dim half truth dogmatic Ape schematics of how one should submit to a lifestyle that is contradicting to its on term.  Life and style, sophistication can never come from lingering reenactments of slave antics.