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GSM:TABRITMIA
Forty years of pain left me skeptical
Feeling behind my peers yet sadly most aware
Signs and patters at the grocery store back in March 2020
Showed me the trap the slavish cowards sprung
I warn and warn
“Grow a garden”
“Stock up”
“Have a yard sale”
‘God willing’ is all I hear
How many years I heard this
for so many reasons before this!
Talk about travel plans in 2024
while I know they will fly out the door.
I warn about the evil policies coming in 2023,
But it falls on deaf ears to thee,
And yet the White Koi relies on thee!
This lonely Hanyou,
This lonely Black Koi,
Deep in the pond,
Needs to fly.
Don’t tell me ‘God willing’
When I have not been about to work outside of thee
Don’t tell me ‘God willing’
While I’m still in your shadow trying to be free
Don’t tell me ‘God willing’
When you don’t even want to prepare to be free
Is this really faith I see from thee?