The Mars Deception

Check the compass

We're all about Mars

Hauling feet en masse

Talking all that jazz

But I'll pass

Weather conditions surpass

This low grade razz

And overrated crass.

What about the dew that traps

The stars in a blade of grass?

What about that lil' lass'

Hope of a fighting chance?

Have you done the math?

Count the consequence,

Put the horse behind the cart

For a second, brightsparks

Before we're roast lab rat.

This is reality uncensored

Time to pull all the stops

Calling all aliases

Upgrade your climate compliances

Earth

To the Dancers of Death!

This is where we belong

We don't know zilch about Venus

And Old Mars

Is riddled with old scars

Scars probably, telling us

That planet was once a suburb

Of beings of superior intelligence

Who lost it all perhaps, to negligence.

Along came a human

Pondering, 'Didn't they almost have it all?'

Forgetting he carbonized his own land

He's only there for Planet B

This would've been pure comedy

Had the situation not been ironic

We're the laughingstock

Of the universe

The carbon emissions say tiktok

And we've learned no lesson but the reverse.

So turn up the bass

Stop being an ass

Stop stacking up carcass

Ain't no time like now

Climate justice now!

Akpan

Ground Zero

Courtesy: Twitter: @Patricia_Braun

I live in a time when this moment is a memory,

Where all of life enfolds you in the warmth of family

And your dreams lead you by the hand into euphory.

I live in a time where my hope is your reality;

When from within your walls busts a chorus of rejoicing,

And peals of laughter rip your kids’ throats continually.

I live in a time when every sunrise declares your peace;

When the tips of your towers slice the clouds rising still,

And nations marvel at the bounty of your beauteous bliss.

Akpan

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Lyrical Assassin

The Lyrical Assassin
You don't wanna mess with him

Here I stand firm

Deleting daunting doubt; tumbling walls

Of fear, taking trophies on my own terms—

Defying consequences, kicking Fate in the balls.

Here I stand firm

Skillfully slugging opposition’s industrious crew.

Constantly chasing down fools with clear intent to bring harm

Annihilating every appearance of a threat with tried tools.

Here I stand firm

My position locked and confirmed

Aiming lethal verbs about 9mm in your direction,

Pumping my Glocks pushing you to the verge of extinction.

Here I stand firm

To whom it may concern:

I stand true

And I shall not be moved.

Akpan

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