Shattered Hourglasses
- Douce

- May 1, 2020
- 2 min read
Updated: Jan 5, 2021
Over here killin time
Dead clocks and
shattered hour glasses
Got me wondering where time
goes when it passes
You know, after it dies
Probably piles up against
all them lies
and signs I missed
pissed I didn’t see the shit
sooner
Now forever seems lost
and everyone's a
loser Wheel of Fortune spin, spin, spin
Hold my bowl
I’m goin in
Ain’t no tellin'
when the bullshit’ll end
Ride the wave
Save yourself
Time is dead
Wait for help
that ain’t never comin’
Better spread them wings
and get to hummin’, little birdie
I know it’s early
but ain’t no worms left after dawn
That work’ll be worthless
if you hesitate for too long
Everyone’s plugged in but witless
At the end of our wits wit this slick shit
Hard to see through the wool
pulled over your eyes
This mask ain’t no disguise
It’s a prison
Want some answers?
Take a listen
Matter fact, take a look
Somewhere we fucked up
we elected a crook
and now all our souls
are there on the hook
sold to the highest bid at a bitcoin auction
Got a little too comfy; no longer an option
Follow the hate and find the Devil
in the details of the entrails of evil minds
blinded to the fact that what happened
don’t change dependin’ on how you tell or sell it
No, the truth stands for itself and finds the light
Even the blind can see, the truth don’t hide
between yo’ teeth
lies slippin’ through yo’ gap
cuz bitch, what happened is still what happened
and sooner or later you go have to answer
for the lies you spoke and your actions
Hope it was worth your soul
have you noticed the lack of compassion
such a pity cuz now your forever is owned
redemption un-shown, contention unfolds
sacrificed the whole nation
for a pot of fool’s gold
The design was to isolate, divide, conquer, and destroy
Deprive me of my consummate conjugate
my consecrated heart as your toy
but there’s no hope in keeping what was never actually yours
Only the strong survive in the wild
but human’s ain’t beasts of burden
Just of spite, ignorance, and influence
found a best friend in Judas
but ain’t seen him in a while
maybe he’s dead
or just laid up in bed
Loose lips sink ships
lubricated
liquid courage by the bottle
Too much risk
makes no sense
intimidated a real tough pill to swallow
The number one way to unwittingly sell your soul
is take credit for work that ain’t even yours
it dips the scales of karma out of balance
phonies think they runnin’ the planet freelance
forgot there’s a higher power
and my God is he pissed
redemption's a bitch
sealed tight with a kiss
murdered enough minutes
so I’ll leave you with this..
America
reflects us
cuz that’s what
a mirror does
I peeked out from behind my reflection
and taught myself a little lesson
The only way out is to go in
you know, introspection
our future's memory
successive recollection


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