Who will be standing in the End? What players, what rules will be twisted to bend? Will the truth be told or will we be left to defend? Neutral sides wants us to pretend. To show our kids what is not truly real? How do they truly know how we truly feel? Anger and blame pointed at us, when they are just notorious, showing off old scars and holding grudges in their own jars. They can’t see all chaos they cause. Their minds blind them like speeding cars, just a passing blur. The words they speak are just a slur. They want chaos and havoc to stir.
We are sick of their game of Rumors. Their words, faces, the lies and accusations spread like tumors. What would be a family is sold to the consumers. See who you really are, just look in the mirrors. They are so toxic, we have walked away because we are no longer your prey. We have drawn a line in the sand. So neutral side we don’t live in their land. In the end it will be us who stand. Their drama will not become our trauma. This sandy line means we don’t need their contraband. Their envy, need to control is their own FairyLand. We protect ourselves with bullet proof glass. Like snakes in the grass, no more bites, scrapes or scuff. Enough is enough. We are strong together hand in hand. Together we proudly stand.
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Jean (Rhymoreason) Powell 