If the sun could spin story, tales
They would undoubtedly be stale
For everything is on repeat
As surely as it’s daily beat
The violence that was further seen
Was here, is here, just now on screen
Repeat crackdowns on crack repeat
By those we trust to watch our streets
In darkness they marched forth and right
on the souls dared to stay alight
The privates are as complicit
Their cameras down, to stay ‘legit’
Opportunists, not always crude
Some wear Dior and lots of Oud
To pick the pockets of those that fight
For their last breath and their last mite
Ambient light our guiding flame
‘Virtual’ is virtually the same
Till we lose sight of what is real
Ambien pills so we can’t feel
So monkey see and money do
Cos you can’t be more than you knew
For everything is on repeat
As surely as it’s daily beat
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Nwaami 
This is so true and the reality of the times we are living in…
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