Blessed to see another Sunday morning, we’re not out here “buking and scorning” ; even though it’s considered a day of rest we’re still putting work in!
Still paying the price, due a refund or rebate but society will still hate! corporations are price gouging the real cause of this inflation.
Check the situation as we drop this good word; its not poetry anymore, it’s more like a peace treaty. It’s of loose leaf / paper and ink, or of this iPhone; putting work in making it official / authentic?
Check us out as we proceed and continue with this HumpDay Extravaganza, broadcasting live and direct from our remote outpost out off of I-20 in Atlanta!
On I-20 the traffic is bad, many are back at work after the Memorial Day Holiday trying to get over the hump! I keep telling y’all it’s rough out here so we continue to pray; somebody will understand a brotha!
At the end of the day? it’s gotta be good, but some will play around with this thing! they participated in the occult, matters that were otherworldly/ supposedly secretive.
Secret science / secret knowledge, some even played it like Trump insurrectionists; they even believed the latest conspiracy theory.
Their aura? polluted like the air and water! stumped by wannabe perfectionist talking about a perfect world! the enemy was blatant and discreet with it.
Check us out as we come through on this Thankful Thursday; gratitude is shown, it’s a blessing to be here!
Reflecting on past episodes since it’s also a Throwback Thursday, had to admit we were caught out there!
At the end of the day? it’s gotta be good but it’s rough out here! I see y’all out here, greetings! excuse me if we never said hello!
At the end of the day? it’s gotta be good! up in Louisville / Newburg or even over in Decatur players even said it’s gotta be hood! greetings! excuse me I’ve been caught up in symmetrically looping time.
In these zones we pray, low we lay; like old girl over on Candler Road in Decatur saying I missed my calling I should have been a preacher, hiding from destiny? reality getting the best of me, supposedly in my prime?
…Lord willing; steps ordered per the GMWA Women Of Worship! we should be chilling getting on the one with Him; blessed to have another chance / take another dance; wrote this in advance yesterday afternoon / evening while visualizing! the muse of dusk ambling..
..out here in the gray area after bearing witness to the mass hysteria from Ukraine to Atlanta to the Supreme Court contemplating abortion while up in the DC area; O-Zone is taking it there, like a politician soon out here rambling?
This poem a winner or a grim one? Victory Day like in Russia? coming through like Rich Strike up in Louisville at the Kentucky Derby hopefully some will understand / work with me as I do my due diligence.