On this Sunday morning a day of rest / reflection the saga / struggle continues; the drama is compelling.
The script played out in front of me, from here in Atlanta to Minnesota on over to Ukraine and the Gaza Strip; like it was written by Quentin Tarantino or Aaron Spelling?
Brotha O? telling on myself, from the old school check those references like it's Throwback Thursday..
..or Flashback Friday; but don't let the smooth taste fool you retro futuristic is how this work will be!
So who'll work with me? usually those that think the drama is compelling; our pendant was shining / glistening we're crowned a champion.
What; perpetrators asked is that a ribbon smudge? the drama is compelling I see there's opposition..
..from that blue ribbon panel, or that steering committee or even the street committee; oh yes they're all culpable.
They're encouraged by the thought and fashion police; they thought we were fragile, handle with care / vulnerable!
Brotha O was wise to the whole set up catch him behind enemy lines trying to capture the planted flags..
..from the enemy; did the drama compel him! he stated this is sovereign territory stolen by naysayers; freedom? that time lags..
..behind; but once again its on! Brotha O was peeping game / doing the knowledge and I heeded premonitions.
The wind carries my dream, so we'll proceed and continue; on with this poetic justice / sonic assault / insurrection!
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