Peace

Peace conspiracy, heaps of the needy

Feed is the deed, teach us to plead

Focus on the locust, preach to the feebs

Speed down the street, overlook the beasts

And feast over dead meat, clean my own sheets

Home pieces, rubble leashes, Jesus ceases

Teasing my believings, seeking my appearings

Fearing my ceiling, end up disappearing

The world “dear” so chilling and eary

So billing this green got me seeing the trees

Paper folding, schemes, screams from the balconies

Harder than falcons, jeez, Vince Carter's cartilage in his knees

Sweet offers of peace offerings to monitor my weak propositions

Repetitions and civil disobedience to my missions

Listening to the fiction, I’m Jay Electrion

Jay Elec with the pen flying through visions

When frying the fools was deemed for precision

Hence the buying of the food was dreamed for the missing

And hissing at the hens don’t get you attention

So wrenching your eyes don’t put you in the mentions

Only leads you to juggle and smuggle misdirections