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Sic Semper Tyranis

Thus Always to Tyrants 🖕🏿

By Wyld Tha BardPublished 5 years ago 2 min read
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City strutting through these streets trying to be as cool as I can be

Trying deep in my mind to ignore the fact that it’s increasingly hard to breathe

When from just a few yards and feet down the block

I see nothing but smoke ascending into the sky as big black smog

These r daily sights in this experiment we know as the urban jungle

Honestly all that crap is for the birds!

Been in the city but was raised out in the burbs

With people on top of people competing for who is going to be first

In such an illusion of progress

As our mother Gaia, the earth

Suffers from us choosing to stay asleep

Choosing not see that we are everything connected in the larger scheme of things

We remain asleep like feens

Thinking we know how our lives will always play out

Moving into their neighborhoods with money so the colored people better get out

You see it’s the same bull shit now

Settler colonial piss house

Yet everyone fails to see how

We all one in the same we’re one noun

From the sacred waters to the highest mounds

I aim to connect the heart with this ancient sound

As karma finally catches up as Babylon finally descends to the ground

As the people scramble to figure out how?

This dream was always just an illusion

Cloaked in genocide covered up in covert racist institutions

The earth has had enough its time for the revolution

But honestly it’s more like evolution

Where each and ever human finally understands that we r in fact the solution

To such a curse channeled from history

We have a choice to undo all that has caused the collective heart such misery

We are in fact sovereign beings

Cosmic queens and King

Embodiment of that eternal light beam

It’s time to awaken from the American dream

That’s been killing us all as we complacently sleep

Pipelines being built in every river and every stream

And the tyrants that be the federal government now say that the people of the states can’t do a thing

About it

Yet and still we must shut it down like a power outage

Cause true power persists through the truth and acquiring knowledge

For too long they sat in their suits to pretend they knew what’s best

Yet wake up my friends

Our world has been placed under a hex

Yet no need to stress because from here on out

I’m claiming that people power back!

This the gospel truth from heart to my mouth

Sic semper tyranis!

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About the Creator

Wyld Tha Bard

Spoken word performing artist from Virginia but currently based in Phoenix, Arizona. Feel free to follow my IG @wyldthabard for more updated creative content. Luv and Peace ☮️💚🏳️‍🌈🌸

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