Poem: “2020 Vision”

I Found My Purpose…

I found my purpose

Nothing really matters but these verses

No time to be nervous

We were put here for service

Suffering from curses

Money is what we worship

Money Worship

Champagne bottles, all of us nursin’

while we swervin’

Kids end up in the ER awaiting triage

One by one, bullets penetrate…cling-ons

Anger is the reason

Those with power look at us like we’re peons

So I read the masonic history dating back eons

And now that my knowledge is no longer neon

I use the music to showcase the truest characterization of the highest

Don’t need a job

Ain’t looking to be hired