Virus Truth  

Beware…

Despair does,
what despair is,

even as untruth echoes
crosstown,
uptown,
downtown,
any town,
through alleys,
valleys,
hustle-street tallies.

Minions hope,  
‘cause if truth don’t seed,
change’ll never breathe.

An’ everyone knows
Strokin’ ain’t pleasin’,
and dreamin’ ain’t meanin’,
‘cause no one wants suffocation be,
what gaspin’ misery sees.