Melting the poetry narrowing the path to Zion
side walk reflections bring flashbacks of Babylon
And when cobblestones chip away
mummified under the temple of the Mayans
sattelites in the sky watching homosapiens
shapeshifting in different forms like a reptillian
nazi moonbases in the corner of the moon craters
differentiating between fairtales and fantasy
whats suppose to be real is now in the imaginary
cracks in the road remind us of the pains
as the cracks linger the ignorance hardens
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