i started typingf and i came up with this to celebrate this week i speak The ruler’s hand Yes!!!!!!!! Cut toes Like roots Swoop…it all came to a rush Watching thru spectacles, how spectators hush And try to relate to this verb…….. Word!!! To the peaks of the mountains or hate Debate on who creates the stakes that killed Jane’s date When the date vanishes, what’s left in the moonlight whisper? We like angel, but who buff’s the “good” Misunderstood where the agents lie, they ain’t the hood I watch the Gov. lock a glove on juice and showed the world a bronc When u interrupts they hood The juice was then set free by god’s grace Along with a poet’s line from Coch King we still remember the block But some forgot, and that’s why I got a repeat myself When he got beat by batons Somebody was beating Juan Across the border And a 12 year was convicted by the judge’s order He was only a kid, they gave him life Ironic how they say they gave u life I wonder what he thinks felt, can I transport transparently Into the mind of a mind of his parent but it’s so apparent That the gnat is the eye of the back That backs the spine that is now a spline Of what it onced define What was his is still left in his room with the dust lines On the floor, he probably can’t snore from the fights Of life as soldier get bombed by people who feel they have life And no flight can’t escape rape, no flight can’t escape fate U can’t end hate, cuz if u awake, u can’t end hate But this hate exist can only in metapersperctive Who gives directives on those who barely speak with playful objectives? Reflections on spouses who taught hate in houses But why…..r we quiet as mousse We see the light, run for the dark We know the covenant’s ark, still we drift apart As a people who throw arrows and dart At each other hearts The source and the solution is where it starts Could you hold hands with another man If u really a brother an And u love ann And your mother an Then u can Too Know the beauty of the forest Toucan Sam Even when Uncle Sam Constructs plan U don’t see the intelligence behind his hand His right hand man Don’t see scars on your right hand They just man Fore we can Build a dam Against the cam That shoots vivid lacerations of the world’s diaphragm But we must demand And withstand The ruler’s hand Question is: who’s the ruler… you, gods, idols, or man….