You know…
All my life I’ve never used, nor do I remember, Calculus
Yet, taxes are yearly
And they change, yearly
Which course do you think I was forced to take in school?
You used to be able to buy a car for 18-grand
A 4-bedroom home for 130-grand
Gas was $1.79 a gallon
And now…
You can still find a job only willing to pay you $7.25
What they paid when I was an adolescent
Twenty years ago…
This – abyss – is rigged…
I’ll say it again, this pit, is rigged
As a kid, you are bombarded with advertising
Fostering a hunger within you
At the age of two, you were given tablets
Disguised as babysitters
When they were really instructors
Teaching your children to desire more than the spoiled life
No, they must be rotten like apples fallen from the tree
How would you ruin a family?
Plant worms within the yard
Reel them in like fish
After all, you can teach a man to fish
And he’ll eat for a lifetime
But if you make him the bait,
Then you can fish for generations
Slice them up and make apple-cinnamon
Sweet desserts for the money and power hungry
Listen, we have become food for bait!
Identities so buried in digestion
That our origin is now foreign to us
We used to be planted to become trees
But all we seem to be is feces in the sea
At least when slavery existed, it was forced
Now, it is choice
Why study discipline when you can buy it with a credit card?
Why learn about real estate when the jail, or the street, can house you for free?
Why acquire money management skills
When a pair of shoes is your next financial entanglement?
Seeds, we are, planted in a generation of brutality
Expected to produce a harvest of desperate poverty
Doing anything to get free, from stealing to drinking
You’re high on drugs and debt
Slave
Tie yourself to the pole since you did not learn about polls
And take the lashes owed to you
They whip you on the red line
Overdraft fees, limited borrowing power, credit hits
They put you in the fields
Paycheck to paycheck; second job to third job
They enslave your kids
Inherited debt, bankruptcy, poor education
They abuse your wives
Unequal pay; unequal opportunity
They slaughter your babies
Low birth rates, abortion, high unemployment
The only space allowed to you is for you to fix the things that make them money
And that is not limited to your own body…
What do you think they put in your food?
Why teach you self-reliance
When self-reliance is a threat to their services?
The fried chicken is served next to the gym
Because if they can convince you that your workout earned a good meal
Then they can also convince you that a good meal deserves a good workout
They won’t teach you to how to be good stewards of your body
Nor will they teach you how to make good, healthy meals for free
Education costs
It’s all we’ve been told
And that is why American humanity is at its current state
They say health and education are privileges rather than rights
Because they can’t take advantage of you if you’re healthy, strong, and smart
Now, you’re paying for workouts and wings because you couldn’t resist
Consumerism confined and co-founded by capitalism
All because an apple fell from a tree in a sea of worms
Make them know fish exist and train them to need it
So that their souls can be sold in return
Is it the 1700s?
Because the system is funded by slaves again
You want fish
But were never taught to handle a fishing pole
So you pay for the fish, the fisherman,
The truck, the road, the market, and the car to drive to the market
And taxes
Making you the slave that funds the system
Have we become complacent?
Or maybe… we live under constant threat?
Dare to make your own garden
Here comes the government
Feed the system or we’ll bury you
Call it taxation
This isn’t some trivial threat
They will end you
And if you make it a war…
Just know that the builder of bombs is backed by billions
… Of your dollars
You’ve already funded your demise
So be wise… play along, or rather, pay… along
Be the good little gear churning this engine
Because you are definitely never going to be a steering wheel
Let alone a driver
You are a coddled cog and they have you right where they want you
It’s rigged
Let me say this again… it’s all rigged
For who?
The families who are willing to use your families as slaves
For who?
The greedy who will take everything the givers give
For who?
The wicked who do not know God is coming to reap His own harvest
Do not envy the rich
They reap from a tainted harvest
They consume evil like fruit while their bodies suffer poison
Remember, we only know the beggar named Lazarus
Who was welcomed into the bosom of Abraham
We do not know the rich man who was burning
Trading his short life for an eternity of misery
Begging Lazarus for a drip of water from his finger
Think God is not capable and He will show you He is
This is rigged
You worry about shoes
When He said He will give you wings like eagles
You concern yourselves with fancy cars
When God said you will move mountains
You want the pain to go away
When all God said to do is wait
Soon, very soon, He will wipe all tears away
Trading an eternity for, at best, 115 years is foolery
I have seen the slave freed
I have seen the debts paid
I have witnessed the cog influence the king
I have admired how the gear gained favor!
Do not concern yourselves with man’s system
It still bows to the Kingdom of God
Do not fear poverty,
Fear the hand of God turning against you
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