Monday, 17 December 2012

The Man with the white collar job speaks !

Corruption
Extortion
Politicians blinded by misguided proportions of self preservation
Tyranny .....the law binding axis of this political reality
 .... Deception ......
Rules used to trap us
Enslave us to this system
A system - broken ,
 its true purpose now stagnant ,this frozen purpose - now like the berlin wall that prevents the ghost of the rainbow from blossoming a better tomorrow
But tomorrow - too far away
Descension in workers pay
Victims left to choose between being broken by the political highway or choose the broken road to the devil's high way ...either way neither paved with hope ...

More lies
More strategies enforced to force the weak to sell their souls
Bargain with the devil's bitches ...they speak their poli-tricks stitched with hymns of " a delicious candy covered hell" that means well ...

Life isn't what it used to be
Its hard to nourish a rose of ur dreams in hell
Eventually the roots burn .. Before it blossoms into the dreams ur dying to conceive

And that's the law of this haunted jungle
Even the strong- willed WILL have to follow

Living in a country where the truth can be ur death sentence .. Where the power of a pure mind only beckons the calls of the demons of lynching and victimization

Living in a country where everything is imported .... Except a better government !

Got these expired goods trying to lead the powerful to a bleak future , dangling their fortune before our eyes . Fortune ill-gotten ....

They whisper ... " If u pay the time , maybe u can have this too "

But its all lies ! Meant to twist , distort and shape ur mind's eye

U become hypnotized
By the fruits of ur dreams ... And u take the first step .. Further into hell .. Longing to use those fruits for their ordained purpose

But my brother they infected the soil before u started tilling
But until harvesting time you'll realize u worked in vane

Failure upon failure ... A strategy only designed to break u ... Designed to make ur mind's knee woBble

So here u are ....
Here I am
Invested too many years on massa's white collar plantation ....
Stuck in massa's system

Pay attention
Its massa's world u now live in
Equality is but a dead we speak of ... And her importance ? On the same level with scum

Honesty ... A mere joke

True love ... The official outcast of society ! No longer a fairy .. And the tales of its power ? Frowned upon

Respect for time .... A fossil buried within the core of the earth ...

Social stratification ...now determines how long friendships last

And being judged by deed and not creed is but unknown ...now unknown like the respect for black history ... A respect that now plays possum , fake or worn as a mask on 1st august

Right is now considered Wrong !
And injustice now plays jury in high courts

Now this is the road I walk .... Its curves and right turns mapped on every sign board of peace

Forced to shackle my tongue to dishonesty cuz that's the language we now speak
Forced to eat the humble pie .... So that my strong willed soul won't sign the declaration of my early death

Forced to smile in the face of corruption that leaves it stench every where ...

Marking its territory ...
So ...... Here I am ... Pondering ....with the gun ... Draped ...loosely at my cheeks ... Caressed by my tears ...
Stuck in this political hell
Whilst mental escape eludes me

Oh yes ... Modern day slavery .....and massa's got his white collar firmly shackled around my neck !


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