...tense with disgust because of how what I think and how I see things can so easily be misconstrued by those who wish to be deceive.
Is this not real? Is it all just a dream? When our children die on the frontlines, do their parents not grieve?
It's all in the history books, one not even need look. You can look at a screen where speakers reside on the side, so we can hear their screams.
The peaceful charisma and calm of one of our most highly decorated CEOs goes to waste in America Inc. Obama went from most loved to most hated and I hadn't even blinked. They disagree before he speaks, trying to hold on to a political view while we lose our youth.
The youngest among us suffer the most from poor decisions. Young in heart, young in life, young in class, status, and wealth.
America is not unlike a young MC, ready to die, may he rest in peace. America will rest in pieces because we're forced to fight for the pieces, the slices of the American pie...
Most of the pie is already reserved, we're just fighting for crumbs...
When will people realize what freedom means? When will we stand up and take back our liberty?
My patterns are a freestyle of thoughts, not meant to argue but to share. I see it how I see it. Respect that. I know you see it how you do, and I respect that, too.
I am not concerned with your history, but with our future.