Contemplating / reflecting on this Sunday morning about all these debatable circumstances.
Being built or torn down due to them? rolling on wheels of fortune or thrown under the bus / no longer making advances?
Played like federal employees due to Trump / DOGE team instigations? reflecting on matters as the wheels keep turning on the mothership that's floating out in deep channels.
Actually? it's adrift, damn! I see what the deal is as as lights blinked on the instrument panel.
Damn! will some get thrown under the bus? knowing how the sport will go, so who's immortal?
We're all out here just trying to maintain / trying to avoid the abyss, that unfriendly portal.
Unfriendly? the vibe up in the sport, things can go sideways or go left with the quickness!
Wheels of fortune or will some get thrown under the bus? either way we're dealing with it exercising supreme courage and maximum strength..
..while we’re caught up in the system / matrix / labyrinth; Brotha O is bearing witness to this dreamlike / nightmare phenomenon.
Now catch me finding words dropping science on the wheels of fortune spinning or maybe being thrown under the bus; a description.
Visualizing the sequence per the word on the curb / word in the wind; soon words from the keeper of the wind were provided.
Oh yeah, that word in the wind was interpreted check how I work it with this good word; with poetry? it seems the nightshift wordsmith is besotted.
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