FACTUAL PROOF

© RYAN GUILEY

Person after person, it’s natural,

But they think they are pterodactyl,

Swooping in, changing characters,

I always know, it’s like being a narrator.

 

But these are true events as I envision,

As I get the gift from God’s wisdom,

Within seconds it’s detected, as I know,

Protecting society from an all-time low.

 

Just now, they are on the same page,

Hiding the truth of their fictional stage,

Only they have to accept the truth,

Since, there is so much factual proof.

 

They had ambition to put me in a mental ward,

If it wasn’t for Betty and her strong sword,

Let’s just make this person look likes his crazy,

Little did they know, I fought not being lazy.

 

A disgrace to those who harbour their actions,

We will always recall, as it won’t have subtraction,

What has been lost, can never come back,

Protecting their own backs, staying in packs.

 

I was following life’s given path to the fullest,

They show no sign of remorse being the coldest,

But I am not responsible for their plans,

Always trying to defend the Earth’s land.

 

A dollar is in their brains as they are corrupt,

The ground will shake and will erupt,

A democracy that has been overdue,

As they stay hush, as no one has a clue.

 

The culture that embeds their psychology,

Never accept any blame, or give an apology,

Thinking they are doing the best for others,

As I owe a lot to the trilogy of the best mothers.