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The Eneh Akpan, The Facebook Worship Center, Alimosho (2026)

01/08/2026

📌 #1,674: Message From The Stars
I wrote 322,032 words in 2024!

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Back against the wall
So hard to strike the ball
Racket comes up short
Down my mind's hall
I hear failure's footfalls
Not a champion's clarion
Makes me feel like a living carrion
Man is born to war
I hear the info deep
In my heart's core
Like a montage for Vikings
Yet victory seldom
Stirs the cauldron
Staring into the norm
For a glimpse of the new morn
Browsing the same subject
While tryna breed a new prospect
They scrambled the rules of engagement
I attract problems like a magnet
Can't leapfrog the parapet
An invisible wall
Squeezes the air outta my lungs
I keep reaching for a door
Where there is no door
Where it once used to be
But it moved since
Adam obliged Eve
Can't take leave
Of absence while tryna achieve
I'd sooner grieve
But maintaining stat
Quo's my pet peeve
It weighs on my shoulder
Exerting unbearable pressure
That make my lungs boil like lava
It serves to fate I'm sure
I delve into the archives
I resurface with a truckload of jives
I stumble in n' out of tricks
The old ways have lost their magic
I'm losing touch with my reality
N' with it the game's surreality
Meanwhile my growth's stuck
In a blue funk
What cudda gone wrong
I'm tryna process the junk
What fate served on the plate
Concept's hard to contemplate
I'm pinned like a pinafore
Back against the ropes
I'm the life of a metaphor
Twisted like a bag of ropes

A diamond studded sky
A breather on a dreary midnight
A letter from the Divine
Polkadot on the landscape
N' finally a way of escape
There's nuggets of hope to navigate
Where there was no way
Thorns n' briars trimmed
I'm coming off the rim
The taste of sweat
Like the salt of the earth
That sharp tang on my tongue
Makes me feel like I belong
I'm vibing second wind
It's filling my lungs like a scream
My vision blurs with tears
The release of pent-up stress
If I wait any longer
I cudn't hold the hunger
I'm getting stronger
The footfalls of failure
Recede into the distance
I experience inner rupture
The birth pangs of second chance
Pressed against the wall
Sweat running down my back
Makes it slick like oiled cog
I'm about to make a comeback
Phantom of the anaconda
The darkness cannot hold me back
The machines of yesterday's aches
Grind to a screeching halt
The hustle has got to pay
My work shall not decay
I'm resetting the clock
Of my heart to run the dock
I'm no longer a sitting duck
No longer a can on the wall
For some fool's target practice
I'm cooking up killer tactics
I can feel the wall shiver
A tremor runs thru its liver
Believe me I'm a believer
My grip on the racket's
Both stronger n' firmer
I rise like the stock market
I'm ready for whatever fate serves
I decoded the message in the stars
There's lessons in the scars
That bright twinkle is favor's wink
I reinforced the weakest link
I step back in the court
Throw fire on the spot
Ball flies like a rocket
Shot from a cannon
I came to close the bracket
To steal the grand slam
Put a pause on the bedlam
Back off the wall
Take a walk like a god.

Wordtiv8ddaily WC: 335,794 words in 3 years

01/08/2026

📌 #1,673: The War Beyond The Door
I wrote 322,032 words in 2024!

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Before you step out that door
Know that you are going to war
But it's gon' be a lovely day
If you let faith have the final say
Before you begin know that you will fail
But know also that if you keep going
N' don't give up you will win
Sometimes you get in a blue funk
N' all you can dig up's junk
That's the a fortiori
To pirouette off the debris n' dunk
You got nothing to prove to anybody
N' the world owes you nothing
But you dig your own groove
You carve out your niche
Fate may play peek-a-boo
But you calibrate your reach
Even tho it's on God
Don't ever try to preempt God
Bro don't tryna play God
Make time your ally
Don't expect it to be on your side
At least not all the time
Time has got a promise to keep
To all creation n' the seasons
You are responsible
For keeping to your schedule
This kind of war
You fight like you got a score
To settle
On a personal level
Your vibe simmers like a kettle
But you hold on
No matter what
You do not let up
Out here is the battlefield
You're playing an away game
The crowd came to watch you squeal
They came to see you fail
But you can be the one-man Barca
You can be the god of soccer
Be the czar of your bazaar
You can swing the tide
Bleach the diabolic dye
Tweak adversity in your favor
Hone your mind
Until it's sharper than a razor
Before you walk out the door
Braze your soul for a storm
Be stolid like a storm breaker
Not like a subject at the undertaker's
Step up with the knowing
That when that door slams behind you
You unlock the dragon within
Let your fear work for you
Plug your ears to the din
Then it's game on
You will fail
Be prepared for negative outcomes
The unforeseen stalks
In the shadows with claws
Sometimes with blessings a la mode
Your courage is the code
Refute the negative vibes
You will tip the beehive
So braze yourself for the sting
Teach your soul to sing
You are going out so you can
Come back home a winner
So before you open that can
Of worms suit up for winter
It gets out of hand
That's why you shud be armed
With a plastique plan
Know that your plans
May rise up against you
But homie you do what you can
As far as it depends on you
Make your entrance grand
Make your exit legendary
Be the situational apothecary
Before you step out the door
C**k your rage like a G***k
Then take the floor
Tackle the horns
That's what you came for
Reach beyond your great
N' possess your greater
If drama stacks up like crates
Don't become a hater
Choose rather to be a player
It ain't a crime to bend the rules
To smooth the edges of the groove
It is not rocket science
Match your circumstance
By courageous cadence
Don't consent to losers' parlance
Wrap this round your lil finger
Pick em out like scopes of a stinger
Be the king of comebacks
Master of makeovers
Always watch your back
Only you decide when it's over
It begins when you cross
The threshold n' mail it over the transom
It ends when you step
Back inside n' shut the door
Learn to shed your regrets
Like a snake's dead skin
N' stomp on the gradient
What Barca did for Messi
Messi did for Spain
In life things get messy
But bro you deal with the pain
Do not resort to whimper
N' don't you dare surrender
Every step you take
Is good progress made
Master the art of war
Never underestimate the hustle
Don't you dare pull the plug
If you can't bump the hurdle
Give it your best shot
But always shoot your shot
Step thru the door
Like you are going to war
Mindset of a warrior
Outlook of a conqueror
Bend your thoughts to triumph
It like a fix to carry on
Exit into pandemonium
N' be the oil on the storm
Enter to encomium
It's the secret of the door.

Wordtiv8ddaily WC: 335,794 words in 3 years

31/07/2026

📌 #1,672: Blood Of The Ancestors
I wrote 322,032 words in 2024!

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‘The blood of our ancestors is crying out to us, even from the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean. And it continues to cry loudly… — Dr. Be A King

The blood of our ancestors
Is crying out to us
Even from the basement
Of the Atlantic Ocean:
'I am an everlasting testament
By my wrongful death
Open your mouth n' testify
Proclaim in the furore of oracles
The corruption of your ancestral line
The mutilation of your chronicles
I am oxygen
I am your origin'
Remember the rock
From which you were hewn
Dakkada! n' be awestruck
Survey ebony seraph black cherub
Don't you forget the precious stone
From which you were carved
You're as inferior by your skin tone
As when your humanity is halved
Be black to be proud
Be down for your own crowd
Remember your father
The industrious Akpan
Reflect on your mother
The homely Adiaha
You were created beautiful
Let no man define you
A table was set before you
Don't wait to be invited
Get your charisma ignited
You are a peculiar race
Not the goods and produce
Of the Transatlantic Slave Trade
Don't let yourself be used or reduced
You are light that can't be vanquished
Or dampened dimmed n' diminished
The blood of the Ancestors
Trailed the currents of the ocean
Onward to a far n' distant place
But also rearward to an earlier space
Home calls out to your heart
Inspired hope makes it art
This timeline is where you are found
The fires of protests crowns
It like a burning halo
We didn't call just to say hello
We came here to raise a storm
To churn oceans to rise
To amp up the thunder's roar
To wring the arms of premeditated vice
We shall not be moved
Unless we're moving forward
N' only by the force of good
We are not cowards
The Ancestors' blood speak better things
Than the pain from the tyrant's whip
It can tame the oppressor's will
Beloved seeing we are surrounded
By such a great cloud of witnesses
What manner of men
Are we required to be
We must arm ourselves
With the mandate of a fierce urgency
Beloved we cannot ignore
The demands of such
A great salvation
We must relent no more
We must bend the arc of creation
To a scythe n' harvest
The fruits of justice n' righteousness
This is not the time for tears
This is the time to bleed sweat
Like great drops of blood
Reach n' touch heaven to transform
The failing system of the world
From the basement of the ocean
Shot to the surface like a Navy sub
Trailing the cries of the Ancestors
Alights the call for a revolution
Do not forget to call to memory
How our villages combusted
Our towns burned like a crematory
N' our innocence was assaulted
From the outset we was members
Of a respectable people
Hot like burning embers
Until vermin tried to delete our chronicles
But they cannot erase who we were
They cannot corrupt our verve
Like the great Bob Marley said
We know where we're going
We know where we're from
N' as the wind starts blowing
A change is about to come
From the ocean floors of history
A tangible pattern paints the tapestry
A harvest of life in a dearth
A forbidden rebirth takes shape
Like streaks of fire from dragon's breath
A renaming of the planet of the apes
Cause it's been wrongly named
Beloved put on the whole armor
Cause we are the survivors
Their blood is still crying out
Calling all members of the race
To stand up n' let's ride it out
Pull off all the stops n' brakes
Justices is its own vengeance
Make it count by your attendance
Dry bones will make a clamor
Like an orchestra of thunder
A million man strong
Regiment of nonviolent guerilla
Plumb the depths
To grasp the indignity of their death
Interned in a watery tomb
Yet their cause like roses bloom
A revival of humanity
Fledges into a full-blown community
A review of the horrors of history
Sparks fire in the bones of pedigree
Don't hold back
Arrest the issue like a heart attack
To you is given secrets of the dark
You have the power to revive the spark
Let the blood of the Ancestors
Burn like lava in your lungs
Until it propels you to act
You n' I must make a pact
To react n' make an impact
We must perfect the redact.

Wordtiv8ddaily WC: 335,794 words in 3 years

29/07/2026

📌 #1,671: Memento Mori
I wrote 322,032 words in 2024!

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Like fetus
Negotiating its exodus
Like a rhesus
Trying to straddle a cactus
Or like a mismatched versus
Cause the opponent's a viscous
Substance n' totally bogus
The sum total of hocus pocus
I make the invictus
Look like a crude abacus
They formed a caucus
But got stuck in a ruckus
Retreat is the recourse
Of cowards kin to homo erectus
Adichie musta been riding a Lexus
When she wrote the purple hibiscus
I caught a flight on Icarus
N' plucked a star called Ta**us
N' then mischievous Odysseus
Went visiting with Confucius
N' sent word to Telemachus
To tarry at Atticus
That's my fabled Oedipus
Then some stone drunk Bacchus
Tried hard to get me to cuss
But my name's not Shamrocks
Now these set of rambunctious
Brought the closest thing to a circus
To town tryna infect with cancerous
I blew em away like mucus
Then I creep up like Nicodemus
As I bust a verse like Seamus
I set up shop at Damascus
Cooked up a ruckus
Leave y'all in a frozen rictus
Of a scream if you mock us
I'm a legend like Marcus
Aurelius I'm the human version
Of the divine word miraculous
Sometimes I get overzealous
Cause haters wanna bite the dust
A dead reckoning of course
They dead on my trail cuz
But I trend like the buzz
It's front-page opus
I invoke habeas corpus
These time regulators
Tryna corrupt me with fungus
The zombie kind of retrovirus
I faze into a hiatus
I hate to be a minus
Hold it up like a stylus
I wouldn't root for Pyrrhus
Put my game on redux
Fix the air by detox
I ride a custom made Hilux
I have no use for botox
I'm on a demolition course
With Sandra Bullocks
I'm Sly playing cops
I'm not too good with handcuffs
I'd rather bruise your chops
Incinerate you to the bones like cyclops
Give your school of thought pause
Make you bleed pus
Via blood clot
I'm Dr Octopus
The operative term is innocuous
Toss me in a flood
I maintain non de plus
I swim good like a platypus
I got the amphibian modus
To initialize conspicuous
I generate power like a nucleus
I am overt meticulous
Over the rails spectaculous
Millennial Zach-A-Us
Sift thru the chaos
Shove the Ku Klux
Inside a shoe box
I invented a new flux
I'll clean up your clocks
Lay my rhymes on the rocks
Spit it like I'm on drugs
Put all that drama in stocks
Thug in a tux
Ashtray full of stubs
Waste bin full of Buds
I'm kinda orthodox
I regulate the reflux
I got the strength of a ox
Inflict this radius
With an outbreak of staphylococcus
Clip off your phallus
Trying to push products
I'll wipe off your bo****ks
I got a few automated padlocks
Been to the school of hard knocks
Watch me strut the paddocks
You can't see me when it adds up
I gift you ill like the bad Santa Claus
Steal your honey like Goldilocks
Give y'all electric shocks
Of course I'm real shucks.

Wordtiv8ddaily WC: 335,794 words in 3 years

28/07/2026

📌 #1,670: Se Bido Bido
I wrote 322,032 words in 2024!

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‘Se Bido Bido’ (/Se(t) Bido sounds like ‘Dido’ with a ‘B’) is ‘Whatever Will Be Will Be’ in Ibibio-Efik language.

Run your mouth again
N' you'll be wearing a tourniquet
So banged up you come out looking
Like an Egyptian mummy
Remnant of a victim
Of the 10 plagues of Egypt
Handmaid of Nephertiti
Handmade suicide's graffiti
Su***de note in hieroglyphics
Lips in stitches
Your voice like a ventriloquist's
I'll turn you into filet
Inside your chrome wheeled Maserati
Grill your entire team into buffet
Courtesy of Aitana Bonmati
I'm cranking my libido
I control the ring of power like Frodo
Make y'all anime like Fido Dido
Extinct like the dodo
Forget the bienvenido
Se bido bido
Make that shift
Wing it swift
Like Casemiro
The Herons on my horizon
I got the vision of the MRI
Trapped the catcher in the rye
I don't need the hype
I can do this on Skype
The time is ripe
It's not the size of the guerilla
It's the fired up charisma
I'ma mythic persona
Se bido bido
Says the El Dorado
My legendary credo
Precedes me I'm dope
On the asphalt in a Prado
I work magic like Gandolf
The White often picked on
Like Rudolph
You never hesitate to unleash slurs
Stripped cuss coleslaw
Y'all venom spitting vermin
Boy I'm ready for whatever
You sanctimonious prick
Reach out n' pull the lever
Witness balls out drama
Time to spill your bladder
Se bido bido
I'll break y'all into so
Many pieces like Lego
Sets throw you out the window
Make your better halves widows
Before they're visited by black widows
Close casket funos
Born black die albinos
Whatever whenever wherever
Apply some pressure on the trigger
I'll be up front n' center
Fill the throat of the Genghis
With maniacal lozenges
Question is
How do you want it
I'll be right on top of it
Step on the gas
I'ma hit the fast lane
Like a rocket blast
Lyrical flows on octane
Hit you on the fo-fo
In my fo by fo
Meet to displease you
Pleased to leave you
This ain't open sesame street
Even if it is
It's the one starring
Ali Baba n' the forty thieves
Cold blooded trites
Stepping outta clefts in a rock
Flourishing blazing semis
N' I say bring it on
Beam me up Scotty
I'm about to get naughty
Things about to get funky
Who's with that ju**ie
It's pretty possible your homies
Are gon' start vanishing
Dimwitted cronies
My gusto I'm garnishing
Y'all promised to unleash hell
None can tell or foretell
What happens next
It's left to the imagination at best
Se bido bido
So keep it on the low
Or suffer a fatal blow
I come back like the crow
Investigating rotting stiff
For the slightest sign of static
Boy I'm pragmatic
Invoke the ratatat tactics
It all comes down to ballistics
I perform lethal calisthenics
Pumping a volley from my automatic
I'm razing hell in your condo
I start a fire in a rondo
Scratch a itch pronto
In a flash it's gizmodo
Cause se bido bido
N' I don't give a pin
I give it a spin
If it screams
I unleash a bloodletting
With my MI-16 I'm spitting
Fire into your intestine
Don't let me see your face
In my area stud I'ma erase
You so fast you'll be gone without a trace
No matter what it takes
If I got to raise the stakes
Nail you on the stakes
Subdue you under the guillotine
Spill your inflated intestine
Body fluid hardened to gelatine
I obliterate protocols
Add your names on the roll call
For the deceased
Inflict you like a disease
Till you cease n' desist
Your actions are complicit
My reaction is implicit
You end up with a deficit
If it's going down
I wanna be down
I react like a 10 thousand pound
Bomb annihilate both great n' little
Decompose the glint of a needle
I got killer chops like Steven Seagal
I wiggle
Thru a wormhole
Come out regal
In another time zone
I'm a vampire werewolf combo
Shoot fire from my eyeballs inferno
Your chances are slim
N' far between
Your fate is limbo
My game is ludo
I tail closer than your shadow
I blend in like Machado
I hit three times like Ronaldo
I keep it coming like a commando
Se bido bido.

Wordtiv8ddaily WC: 335,794 words in 3 years

27/07/2026

📌 #1,669: Evolve
I wrote 322,032 words in 2024!

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Today’s Word Count: 604 words

'Don't settle for what you already know.' — President Barack Obama

Stagnant knowledge
Breeds germs
N' when a germ matures
Its shoots hatch the peak of corruption
N' corruption breeds death
Issues of arrested development
The force of a volcanic eruption
That create new land formations
Decorates the skyline
With wuthering heights
Shooting molten rocks from the
Earth's core upward to the skies
It wouldn't settle for obscurity
That's the worth of curiosity
It prodded until it
Uncovered a new level of existing
It discovered a novel state
Of matter: from molten to solid
From the basest to a mountain
You win n' earn your greater
By reaching for newer n' fresher
By piecing the fragments
Of a puzzle it arrived at different
You do not know
If you think you know
What you already know
Like lava in the earth's core
Shud propel you to spaces you do not
Know by digging with inquisitive fingers
To widen the mental faultlines
N' in a furious spray trigger
A seismic wave of eruptions
Knowledge is an intrusion
Knowledge is a daring brazen invasion
Of primordial cosmic privacies
A stripping off of hypocrisies
N' bizarre mediocre tendencies
When you settle you are a mountain
Gobbled up by an earthquake's
Sinkhole for knowledge is power
Knowledge is a widening gyre
Round n' round like a concentric spire
That forms a breathtaking spectrum
Common beliefs mutate into tradition
In time n' give shape to a constitution
You don't get anywhere
On the road to nowhere
Being everywhere all at once
Isn't exactly intuition's strong point
Don't accept the popular rule
Because it's always been the rule
Calibrate your periscope
Take a shot widen your scope
People invent a culture
It takes just one to shift the culture
Maximize your space
To make a better place
You can make things better
Or you can make better things
Don't forget to go for the spectacular
Burn like raisins
Assume the bronze skin
You know there's two sides to a coin
N' there are two balls in your groin
But only one ball in your joints
As with many things in life
There'll be folks who see things
In a different light
Who operate on a diff frequency
People who don't dig your perspective
Because your ideas swerved
To ride above the curve
You were made to be misunderstood
If you wud ever amount to any good
Forget what you think you know
Step on the less traveled road
Throw away discretion
Let curiosity do the navigation
You might as well
Forget waking up
To find yourself a success
If you don't wanna live it up
Even the sun switches lane
To mark the seasons change
Untangle your level from status quo
You are not a light pole
Conveying power into homes
But not transformed by the ohms
Be obsessively inquisitive
Train your mind to be intuitive
Elect to be the odd man out
Don't be afraid to stand out
Don't you ever accept change
That does not allow you to phase
Into a different state
Or operate on a higher plane
Just an ounce of dream
Can pivot as mountain of reality
Cast your hook into intuition's stream
Keep your mind frame on the upgrade
Maintain the creative cycle
Create waterfalls from a molecule
Keep on bending the
Arc of what is possible
N' you will breach the
Limits of what is impossible
Don't settle for what is acceptable
Society's biodegradable
Quit accepting the things
You cannot change
Move on to changing the
Things you cannot accept
In time you'll wake that legend
Keep flowing like a river
While seeking new ways to maneuver
Don't stop exploring
Don't settle keep evolving.

Wordtiv8ddaily WC: 335,794 words in 3 years

26/07/2026

📌 #1,668: Machinery Of Healing
I wrote 322,032 words in 2024!

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The joints of the nations creak
N' their bones succumb to trepidation
Like tortuous cogs of an engine
That has been left to run
For too long without oil
The jangling discord kills their joy
Soul of the nations moan like flock
In need of a Shepherd lost
Like the mugged traveler
Stumbled on by the Samaritan
Left dying by the roadside
As he bled to death
While his physicians cry
Heal thyself
Forlorn hearts comb their rivers
For the jetsam of Jonah
Perhaps for the bones of Elisha
To quell the fury of Russia
In the quest to determine
their mooring
A tremor shakes up the gallery
N' walls of memento mori
Rip n' spit portentous memory
Hell's own devilish potpourri
A court of diabolic armory
Proboscis of the mind
Feels the isosceles of the grind
Fractured thoughts fall slant
A vivid cascade of Rembrandts
In harrowing details remnants
Collect in frames to create a collage
As curtains of past diorama reenact
—The playing field is enlarged—
The final stage of the final act
The ancient rivers of Babylon
Gurgle thru time's glass throat
Like the armies of Agamemnon
To be the oracle of millennial throes
The ancient towns of Tyre n' Sidon
Striking specimen of medieval note:
'Have they not heard
Were they not told'
Inscribed on every heart
Is the law of God
The mechanics of the core
Of the nations have flopped
Its cogs n' wheels run
to a grinding halt
There is more hope for
the junkyard scrap
Than the heartland's
Irredeemable parts
Every preventive measure
exerts torture on the entire constitution
Of the composite structure
The advisers are strained to breaking point
Its fidelity comes into question
Somebody threw a wrench in the works
Broke the organic ramrod
Of the solar plexus
N' the parapets of the world
Tumble n' fall in a caterwaul
Spewing debris ashes n' cadaver
Yet fate asks for more like Oliver
In the shaking of things
The machines are human beings
The Titans of the nations
Concede the fall of Olympus
Heal the nations oh Lord
N' they shall be healed
Revive thy work oh Lord
That we may serve thee
N' tho the nations rage
N' conspire against the Lord
N' His anointed they will be saved
The chains of darkness breaks
As deliverance from the Ancient of Days
Slits the bowels of clouds n' rains
It slicks the engines of the nations
Like oil running down
The beard of Aaron
N' made wholesome round
Is half of their broken moon
There is oil for aching wound
The clogs of dirt
That plug the vent of compressor
N' choke healthy ventilation
The thick sludge of litter
That throttles the oil filter
The aggravated assaults of turmoil
That exerts stress on the coil
Makes it cough out smoke that roils
Shooting tendrils that cavort to embroil
N' pollute clouds that poison the soil
Which makes the harvest recoil
But thank God for the oil of joy
N' gladness offering rest from toil
The powerhouse of the nations
Chugs the smoke of indignation
In the generation of pollution
Man-made machines
Is the verdict for the species
But God trades beauty for ashes
He gives praise for distress
That they might be
trees of righteousness
The planting of the Lord
N' the fruit are for healing of the nations
N' He shall be a Rock
A Shelter in the time of storm
N' they shall be His flock
Restoring the troves that was lost
Recovery n' comfort to old hurts
Together they shall be made strong
As each part does its work.

Wordtiv8ddaily WC: 335,794 words in 3 years

25/07/2026

📌 #1,667: Uninformed Power
I wrote 322,032 words in 2024!

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I respect the uniform
But not the aberration
That fits its body
Into the prestigious fabric
Since I respect the colors
Of the sovereign republic
Let me do the honors
That befits the patriotic
I pledge to Nigeria
Has lost its euphoria
That uniform on your back
Is mo than a graphic attack
Against the people it denotes
The honor n' glory I uphold
I respect the uniform
With the awe that comes
From sighting a unicorn
But its visual epiglottis
Is an hypocrite's philosophy
Dredging up my worst dread
I'm sorry Officer
But your presence is a threat
You give me insecurity ulcer
With all due respect
I must judge a book
By its cover
I ain't trying to be rude
But your creeping is undercover
Pardon the pun
Boy if you ain't a punk's pawn
I respect the uniform
But not the figga n' form
That the uniform adorns
You see on the down low
Your baton hits so low
Your duplicity hit a new low
You symbolize all the bad things
An officer of the law ought not be
You are a lethal pest
Awarded an enforcer's vest
By the state government
You strike at whim
Kill almost at will
For you crime is an obsessive itch
That must be scratched with a fix
You are the perpetrator
Or the coconspirator
Your blatant ignorance
Allied with invested power
Conturbats my endurance
I feel like a cornered flower
In a schoolyard full of children
I stand under a meteor shower
Clouted by what it portends
Mister Officer
I feel a lot safer
When you are not in my atmosphere
When you step out of here
I have nothing to fear
My exhales become less a dare
I feel release n' a lot freer
But why does the presence
Of a uniformed personnel
Trigger a crippling terror
N' why does escalated tremor
Wrack my bones n' femur
When I step in the radius
Of the men in uniform
The drama gets real
When the cake hits the fan
You are the architects of deceit
C'mon man
You serve your pocket
N' protect your back
I've tried to respect the form
That inflates the uniform
But you strip me of options
Your heroics are misinformed
You cannot defend your actions
By the law n' constitution
Of the great federation
I respect the uniform
But you do not fit the description
Of Officer of the Law
Your abuse of power
Stinks like rotten coleslaw
It has set you lower
By the standards of man
If you consider yourself a man
When you fail to rep the colors
Of your motherland
Your faded glory's an eyesore
You are a rainbow of watercolors
In a tropical storm
You do not know
How to be ashamed
The only thing on the low
Is you gotta get paid
Or maybe get laid
To break the law
For your man or maid
You go pimping on the job
N' it serves both ways
For the male as for female
Officer money answers all things
Greed made us all change places
You lack basic human principles
You even milk dry ni***es
You gotta get a cut
Before you do your job
You escalate a chaos
Just to appease your caucus
You ain't Lothar Matthaeus
This is not soccer but a ruckus
You riffraff ain't military
All I visualize is vermin
Trying to run my periphery
You look better in denim
I respect the uniform
It looks regal without you in it
All you maggots n' cankerworms
You've done it enough disservice
Yank the ranks off your shoulders
All you do is pay lip service
You are no worthy soldiers
You cannot afford by respect
You can't buy it in the market
Your bunch is nothing but suspect
A shame n' a disgrace
Your gait lacks grace
You do no represent me
You're pathogen in the vicinity
You are nothing like me
When a man in authority
Is in acute short supply of dignity
When a woman charged with power
Only has eyes n' ears for cheddar
N' roots for lawlessness n' disorder
Just to prove who's in charge
What's lacking is a dishonorable discharge
The uniform is your undoing
Your occupation is your sin
I respect the uniform
It has exposed your transgression
You fall short of the title Officer
When your covert operation is criminal
You are like a wide receiver
That fetches ball for the rival
You are a shame to the uniform
Your blunder is loud like a bullhorn
Blasting off a soapbox
You add the extra weight to paradox
Your MOD is hazardous
Your power execution's cancerous
Sincerely I respect the uniform
I respect the values it stands for
But your ways need a reform
The crime rate's
Spiked as of late
While you stash cash like crates
I've heard folks berate
In rage all irate
Their dissatisfaction to itinerate
But your illegal senate
Tends to obliterate
Complaints like writing on a slate
You conform
You do not transform
You try to outperform
The other in acts deformed
You disrespect the uniform.

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