Poetry Corner: A Letter to Massa and The People

Dear My Fear,

I’m Scared to stand up to you like a man

So like I woman I’ll bend and Submit

To your plans

Can’t come out of the shadows of evil because I’m sked

When money gets me

I Become the Tail and not the head

You become They bitch

Once you fear being dead

2020 Coming clear through

God Pictures evil

From the highest view

Only the establishment can turn Grown men

To infants

A very young child

Simultaneously old souls

Going outta style

Bullshit entrainment boytoys

Runnin shit now

Whenever the white man drops an idea

Full of FEMININITY They run with an

Open mouth

We can’t see the importance of having a dad in life

Cause now dad wants to be a wife

Fuck this generation cause it said

Fuck Life