Just honing, fine honing is my unlock
My key my honey bee to be to freer see
My audio my silence my maneuvers my
Stance I am somehow much aware of so
Much mas mejor no menos si muy claro
I so declaro un poco Espanglaise more
Spanish ma, pa, I am myself finding out
More ‘bout how I have been for most of
My life been spared being the wild river
Trout, or salmon, my rainbow colors took
Such a beating down raised in a still pond
Or waterway that sees no turbulence X cept
Those made by the greedy bastards that gave
Cast their votes and money dinero argent mights
Behind so many dollar signs that bury every
Waking and kill the sleeping, too ounces of doing
Right for all, us individuals still afraid but now
Perhaps even more aligned to unite against the
N XX, the silent , under carpet, we do not even
Hear or see or feel it coming, so numb are we ; RAID!
All of this, bien sur, vraiment, disguised as one
Big jolie jolly distraction attraction detraction
Parade masquerade tirade charade escapade with
Out hope without any thoughts for our well-being
Just how we May all better help these few attain
Their monies and moods and mighty egos without
Bandaids, no nothing for us masses disposables all!
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