Welcome to the Matrix
- Bryant Rogers
- Apr 4, 2024
- 2 min read
Still adjusting to this sycophant stage
Stuck from some unsustainable craze
Sitting under a sycamore’s shade
Sulking in a sulfurous blaze
Sun stained with tumultuous tastes
Sick to the summit of my stomach
Touching base with the gutsy angst
Coming from another shame
from a summers day, such a waste.
Wondering what I should take
From the fumbling fakes
Succumbing to hate,
Running in gangs,
Afraid of uncomfortable change.
Someone once said something
Like ‘nothings the same’
I heard a hummingbird sang
With untouchable praise
Unless the range comes from pain
when it’s stuck in a cage
Some suffer from rage,
some a mother's embrace
Some days your luck fades
And on others it’s great
Thunderous rains can flood brains
in a number of ways
Wandering plains once claimed
by succulent braves
Summoning strange functioning flames
Smothering in phases
Stages of space shifts
Uncovering the ageless
Transformation of patience
It takes more than paper and punctuation
To develop a troubled nation
Natives are hated, subject to sublimation
Subjugation and Alienation
is the way of immigration
Children are taken, families forsaken
Forced to submit to ordination
Of course, the court’s coordinated
No such a thing as foreign favorites
And as for further debates on
What is or isn’t racist
The whole country’s jaded
Justice isn’t traded
in the name of integration
Wokeness is a statement
But we’re hopelessly complacent
I notice those awakened
Just conform to new arrangements
Tribalisms ancient
But the right to it is nascent
Striving for attainment
Of a life that isn’t vagrant
Nothing left is sacred
The love for god is vacant
Prayers turn to payments
And a lust for entertainment
Patriotic flagrance
Lies latent in our statesmen
Blaming billionaires
as they take off in a spaceship
Shaming social welfare
and a case for reparations
Since scarcity and famine
are exchanged for liberation
Welcome to the matrix.
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