is it really possible 4beings 2comprehend
when they are thrown N2 the unknown?

is it absurd 2think that we are all a collective package
of naked creativity…boxed in by those who R2 blinded
by the power of unrestrict’d  my-space-face reality?

is it wrong 2say that because we are god’s that we are

…like gods, having knowledge 2LEAP2wards solutions

as opposed 2imprisoning nu-seekers with confusions?

have mercy…have mercy… oh ye of

little faith…little finance… little likelihood
on a job quest to capture the last opportunity standing,

why do U…why do i allow others 2be so flat-out demanding?

if U are not a child then U should not be a fool…

learn the rule…stop killing off your future as if

death, not life, were cool. oh no my brothah my sistah

my trans-gender’d othah, how is it that we swallow pure pride 2 hide
what crea2r has planted deep down inside, paying homage
2a fake w2…2b tax’d fit 2b tied up and doused in a vat of hot wax….

only leaving a sonogram of your dreamscape;

did somebody reading this just say “i’m mel-l-l-l-ting?”

….and when all in your world that

U thought U knew is thru with U…don’t be shock’d by what’z

left over…

and the entire conclusion of the matter is brought to you by
the hyenas in the big brotherhood that will be playing dominos

on yachts picking their teeth with your DNA stripped bones.

© 2011 cynth’ya lewis reed
all rightz reserv’d