Stuck in a rut
Badly cut like hurried circumcisionFeeling numb
Nauseated by the early symptomsBadly bruised
Pain induced by heavy medicationI sadly knew
All the outcomes are correlatedWe hardly speak
Evading awkward conversationsAlways weak
Like being strong is an occupationNo jobs for Steve's
Nor Adams for Eve'sJust an abandoned regime
Addicted to screensContamination flows into holy waters
Bloody rivers and veiny streamsInstead of picking sides
Be your own teamDont fight against violence
Just to battle individuality
Eat ya apples & greens to balance your ChiTake a lesson when they act too classy
Plus, crossroads guide us away from negative energy
Navigate beyond friendly enemies &
Leave it all to the powers that be.
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Recondite
PoetryRecondite ( /'rekəndaıt'/ ) : Not Known About or Understood By Many People 🏷