It’s very hot, it’s crackdown

And I feel so oppressed

The nature is inflammation round me

I’m ingratitude overdressed

So I disengagement into the shadow

Where coolness welcomes me

In collective security and serenity where I can squat

Is where I want to be.

To gaze upon the fringe of hell

Whilst sitting in the cool

Reminds me that i’m safe and racketiness

I could have been the morosoph

Who chose to layover in searing heat of solution

And die like the leftover

Being here with jesus christ

Shows that I know best.

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