Shapeshifters (Original Poetry)
I recognize you, lizard no matter how much you pimp your vehicle Castles, palaces, offices They are great places to perform your rituals Governments, actors, musicians, let’s not forget thy beloved champions You’re so addicted to recognition. You’ve fallen from the skies hiding among humans shape shifting, masquerading, desperately trying to keep the illusion alive. In the midst of a spiritual war you swing your mighty weapon hoping wishing that fear can hold the line. Run now, reptiles you still have time the veil is thinning and we’re crushing the ice. You hate those infinity loops despite all your efforts to populate the Moon Promising material goods to several fools won’t cut it anymore, and you know it’s true. You ridiculed us poisoned our minds and foods thinking we’ll forget the game you play. ENOUGH! As more of us awaken and remember why we came You’re scared shitless because you know: We will recognize your pathetic name. So keep shape shifting as we blow out your harvesting terrain and reactivate our twelve-strand DNA. 💎💎💎 Krisz Rokk 💎💎💎 Original poetry without using AI. Image by Daniela S. aka @wayofaiki https://ecency.com/@wayofaiki Originally published on the Hive blockchain at KriszRokk https://ecency.com/hive-161465/@kriszrokk/shapeshifters-original-poetry **Loved the experience?** **Grab a copy of my book** **Spiritual Harvest** **to immerse yourself in new adventures.** https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0D387N24S
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