How dare you call yourself a King or Queen?
When you are jesters of society
A King would never sag his garments
And a Queen would never name him peasant because of it
Kings would never hang themselves with belts to up their pants
Queens would never sell their bodies in jerks and twerks of dance
You however possess a mind systematically destroyed
Making you believe your mind is something to be ignored
I know you think words are powerless
This is why you use names as chains
The N’s and H’s are the structural wood
Which build the ships of slaves?
You are not the Kings and Queens who direct the ships
You are much lower in the belly sickened from waves that skips
The mind you possess today work as hands rowing with oars
Though these hands are strong with power, your eyes cannot see the shores
It may be impossible to stop this ship from sinking
Consciousness was taken away, leaving no rooms for critical thinking
Methodically trained as animals while animals are taken for worshiped
How will you rule a kingdom when society knows you’re not worth it?
From within the hull your fists are raised middle finger extended
Though the action is blundering and even a little twisted
Without understanding the power of mind, there is no one home to defend it
Still the next generation stands in line with minds already vanquished
You call yourself Kings and Queens and pretend there’s hope for the next legion
You are Kings and Queens unaware of traps that already lay for coming seasons
So how can you save your cohorts with mental lashes on your backs?
The ships maps are non-existing not one will slip through the cracks
I’m pretty sure you don’t love yourself so how can you love another
Every time a member tries to get out, “kings and queens” smash them to the gutter
Minds poisoned with “If I can’t make it neither will you”
Not unless on killing words of a rapper or laced up basketball shoes
How dare you call yourself kings and queens?
With your minds stuck frozen in a Petri dish
Being manipulated to fail by every social media scientist
Laying in your own drool and piss while you tweet like twits
If I have your undivided attention and your mind realizes a spark
If there is a knot in your throat and small crack in your heart
Spring from mind’s conditioned chains to toss away the oars
Take over the mighty vessel within directing it to thine own shores
Throw away everything you think you know
More importantly let go of self
These ideas were set conditioned in you
Deliberately making sure to slow your stealth
Read every book on hand you lay
On every word mind is cleared, helping you to find your way
Positively fashioning a brain new ship of hunters not pray
Sailing on coast of True Success where real Kings and Queens stay
by: Michaelson Williams