Like it or love it
I remain the same
Never will I change
My frame
All the pain
I've sustained
Painted my picture
Flip my pose
Stand on ten toes
Disposing wicked foes
With diabolical blows
399 hit combos
Educated
Medicated
Sick flows
Prescribed to heal colds,
Flus and covids
My I.D. has never had a co-d;
Artificial intellectuals
Try to voluntarily inject me
With vaccines
That morph d.n.a
Into something they can't or haven't explained;
The rain/reign continuously drops
Dripping favor in your section
But the gloomy weather has you unnecessarily
Stressing over things you have zero power to change
Incomprehensible why these feelings
Are stuck to my brain
Like constant drips of rain
Bashing my window pane;
Rain washes away the past,
Clears a fresh path,
However,
most refuse to get over bridges
They have already traversed
Wondering why inebriation feels better
Than sobriety;
Sober as the somber frequency of the rain's
Vibrations cleanses the earth
And
Rinses away pain,
Stains,
and polluted veins;
Thanks, Most High
For freeing a slave
That was once king
From the oppressor's reign!!!